Burn out
The grey fox with the silver eyes
Watched how the fire burns
Slowly
Gently
Letting itself go
Reminiscing on the times
When it ferociously burned
Seemingly like a red haired girl
Whos messy braided hair
Danced along
To the beat of her own heart
The grey fox with the silver eyes
Slowly closes his eyes
As the fire
Slowly
Gently
Burns out
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