The EndA Poem by SorenWhen the fire has burnt out and the coals grown cold After the last shout and the last story is told The book is shut, the tale faded to dreams Thread of the past cut, a fantasy it seems From the ashes a spark lifts and flies A glow that flashes, then dies in one's eyes © 2026 SorenReviews
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