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white ashes

My English Poems
white ashes

white ashes remain
of the once bright burning autumn fires
voices echoing unheard
into the darkness

each dying year
casts a shadow a warning
here time has a limit
here will be a end

there' s a star that will shine
there' s a light in the darkness
there is hope for us all
for the ones left behind

© Hans-Jörg Bohm
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