Another in the Urn
When the luster fades
there is less
Not every sterling piece of silver
remains pristine
Not every star in the sky
continues to shine
Most of these
slowly burn away
Another in the Urn
When the luster fades
there is less
Not every sterling piece of silver
remains pristine
Not every star in the sky
continues to shine
Most of these
slowly burn away
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