Crisp air collides with smoke
a fire takes hold, growing into rage
into doom, approaching winter
will ice the burn.
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-Alina
Writer in San Francisco, CA

She claws her way out
of hell, Cerberus howling
breeze warms frigid air
Young buds stretch for blossoming
birds fluttering in the trees
Crisp air collides with smoke
a fire takes hold, growing into rage
into doom, approaching winter
will ice the burn.
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Want more? Check out my Patreon!
-Alina