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LIFE CYCLE
Chill was the winds blowing
Far from the street was a lonely house
Burning the midnight flames.
Suddenly a voice could be heard
Shivering and crying with pain.
The winds blew with tremor
And the windows dashing with eachother
Suddenly he flames diminished.
A pause, Silence every where.
It was a battle of Life and Death which has ended.
With the break of Dawn a cry 9f an infant could be heard.
Miraa
Far from the street was a lonely house
Burning the midnight flames.
Suddenly a voice could be heard
Shivering and crying with pain.
The winds blew with tremor
And the windows dashing with eachother
Suddenly he flames diminished.
A pause, Silence every where.
It was a battle of Life and Death which has ended.
With the break of Dawn a cry 9f an infant could be heard.
Miraa
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