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PoetryA Poem: All poems are different.This poem is different.
A SoliloquyTo death, O that charted place,Uncharted beauty.As embers, we choke; As amber, we set.The fall is no fall reflectionOf the gossamer strands of existence,Woven and bound, web-like,By browned hands for the browned hearts of Men.