The Flaming Inferno;the world watches a small shanty part of a posh locale burns to a cinder.
The source of the fire remains a mystery will this Phoenix rise from these ashes or just mere glimpses of a distant memory prevail.
The flames rose high an vortex emerged as though the flames drilled a hole into the very core of the earth.
The earth began to spew pseudo magma that scorched not just the earth but also the hearts of those that dwelled there.
Their hopes lay waste in the ashes that remain.
How can a Castle of Dreams be built on the ruins of another.Every stone lay testament to lives lived and days spent in anguish and in joy.
How long will these cries be subdued;those shrieking souls seek answers.
Answers that they will someday find which manifest themselves in the form of a humble abode not here but elsewhere maybe a small Paradise that we all call home!
The source of the fire remains a mystery will this Phoenix rise from these ashes or just mere glimpses of a distant memory prevail.
The flames rose high an vortex emerged as though the flames drilled a hole into the very core of the earth.
The earth began to spew pseudo magma that scorched not just the earth but also the hearts of those that dwelled there.
Their hopes lay waste in the ashes that remain.
How can a Castle of Dreams be built on the ruins of another.Every stone lay testament to lives lived and days spent in anguish and in joy.
How long will these cries be subdued;those shrieking souls seek answers.
Answers that they will someday find which manifest themselves in the form of a humble abode not here but elsewhere maybe a small Paradise that we all call home!
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