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Out of death comes life |
| From the ashes Within the dying embers of where a fire had burned are all the sad reminders of what I should have learned. - Forsaken by the many who loved me in my day these ashes are a comfort as I go on my way. - And what you see is nothing compared to tears that fall within the heart reminded it never knew it all. - From out of dying embers of where a fire had burned a flame is being kindled from that which I have learned. |