Poetry

There need not be a purpose
for my words, there need not
be an end to my means
I write not to convince or deny,
not to obtain or achieve
I write to empty
to give up, to give away
to let go
I write both to ignite
and extinguish
to feel the heat of the flame
and wade through the ashes

One Year

Noah

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