Thoughts
These new poems are my fresh ideas,
Within them echoes my hopes and dreams.
They strive to solve mysteries untold,
My soul, forever curious and bold.
Each poem is a chapter of my life,
Shine bright within my mind’s strife.
Yet, the day this chapter turns to ash,
In place soft, snow-like embers will last.
A new poem unveils secrets never shared,
Hurry to uncover the truths declared.
But once my thoughts have burned to the ground,
From ashes, how will they ever be found?
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