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Where There Is Smoke

It all burns

Slowly


We have set it on fire ourselves

And we will burn too


It’ll catch up to us


Ashes

Will fill the lungs

Of the ones left

After the blaze


This world of ours

It’s on fire

Burning

Slowly

And everyone is too busy

Watching their screens

To notice the smoke.


-C.H.

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