Looking at what is not there,
The forest fire burnt out a shell,
It remains blackened negative,
Where is the ash, the smoke the wind?
Where is the blinding flash of reason?
Looking at the wreckage
Remembering it is not real
Not as real as the invisible
As the clear cloudless sky.

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