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Ashes fall back into ash,
dust returns to dust.
Or are you the spark
beneath the fading ember?
Are you the rain
that washes old footprints away,
or the crack in the wall
where light first slips through?
Are you a rough draft,
or the final page?
A falling leaf,
or the green shoot breaking ground?
Who are you?
What was lost,
or what is becoming?
The answer isn’t in the wind.
It’s in you.