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Covers

What are we?

Where are we?

This autumn

When smoke and ashes

Covers the earth

Soon snow will cover

This land,

but the winter

Will not be like

Before

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Pressure And Pain

The pain is immense

It is an opened wound

That I carry around

All of the time

Normally hidden

But now it is opened

Burning like fire

Eventually it will

Do me in

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The Great Fire

The time is not certain

Neither is the place

Where the fire started

Where everything went south

We blame everyone, including

Eachother

Playing the blame game

That no one will ever win

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Smokescreen

The obvious is now

Clear and out

In the

Bright daylight

No space is available

Anymore anyway

Anywhere for anyone

The future is

Just gone with the wind

A hot sticky wind

Making you cough

At night

And choke in the daytime

While we pretend

Everything is normal

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Paradise

The sky changed colour

Became dirt gray

More than hundred people

Died that day trying to leave

Paradise the city in California

Was burning, only one way out

Everybody trying to leave

At the very same time

Their souls and body

Surrounded us in the city

As a sad memory

Remaining us that we cannot

Change so easy

A paradox of the mind

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The Fire

Destruction comes as a surprise

No one expected

The burning cathedral

Fire is still burning

But again, this is not a lost cause

Eventually the spires

Will rise again

Many decades from now

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Fire

Far out in the west

The fire has started

The long summer

Is coming to an end

Paradise not far from

Hell town

Has caught fire

Killing hundreds

We breathe the

Smoke through our

Masks and hoping

For it all to go away

We know well

This is just the

Start