The leaves burn and crumble away
Into the night where they
Blow deep into the sky.
The ash where they stood
Is swept away in the same gust
Only to be spread across the meadow.
A fire can cleanse anything.
Into the night where they
Blow deep into the sky.
The ash where they stood
Is swept away in the same gust
Only to be spread across the meadow.
A fire can cleanse anything.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.
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