.Dry brush waits for a spark,
To be transformed into flames bright and true,
That would burn all night through,
To be reborn is all that it wants,
But as days stretch,
The thought starts to haunt
That no spark will fly.
Were you left here for dust, rust, and wind,
Not know.
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