Life’s embers nearly vanquished.

Yet still unseeing, outwards drew her arms

Fingers spread, marking an all consuming hunger.

The patter of rain rung and echoed,

desperate eyes sought out an effigy

moving black in a dark city

lost between roars and towers.

In she drew them,

to capture lost memories and breath.

Harder came the rain,

a window grew darker

for inwards she drew.

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