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Burned

When the flame

Consumes

And destruction is assumed

Every atom

Afterwards

Remains


What seems to destroy

Transforms

Transmutes

Into something new



Elements are recombined


Something similar

Can happen

In the mind


For something to be learned

Something else

Has to be


Burned.


-C.H.



 
 
 

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