Up From the Ashes

Rokotsu's Poem Book, Entry for 23 Ascending Fire

The town was dead, awash in silent screams
The poisoning, the monstrous theft of dreams

Then came the sun, a bier of holy light
But even that could never make it right

For even Lethe could not change the theme:
There is no going back in life, it seems.

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