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And the burning smolders ashen,
The flame now hisses peaceful,
What of dust was once begotten,
Returns to dusty gray and dull,
Finale.

As life flames to exhaustion,
The sprint to a walk subsides,
Infected with a sharper caution,
Step to step in tepid strides,
Remain.

As a love that once burned ardent,
In blinded eyes of a beloved,
Now smolder in a tired lament,
Soul mate from soul mate devolve,
Mourning.

Bonds,
Like cords,
Like life,
Like love,
Like blood,
Fail.