Burnt to ashes
travelling through the wind
settling down for a while
as it was predestined
Soft breeze caressing
the soul gently already fell
into despair with the
dearth of relief
The grey sky embracing
the land by showering rain
sheltering the new life
with dying pain
(images ain't mine)
![Ashes-[IC]Burnt to ashes
[IC]travelling through the wind
[IC]settling down for a while
[IC]as it was predestined
[IC]Soft b](https://image.staticox.com/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fpm1.aminoapps.vertvonline.info%2F7982%2F7961932a498e99a0feeeac379a6987ebaf6635d7r1-600-400v2_hq.jpg)
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