Is Born

Wheels turning
Mind abashed
What once was first
Became the last
Fire burning
Deep inside
Where darkness reigns
And dreams abide
Blown apart
It comes together
In a newborn form
While all that was forlorn
Becomes intense
Immolated into ash
From which the dream
Is born...

? Michaelette ?

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