Not Today*
T Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)
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Burning a proof in the fire
on a cold and wintry day.
Watching the flame glow golden
as it quickly burns the page.
Starting in a corner
swiftly burn across the plain.
Till all is lost, forgotten
until we start again.
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