Few
And faltering friends
Trade fire and affection
In a tongue I’ve long lost
They’ve towered beyond my reach
Watchful of the flames
Of kin who writhe below
How we once dreamed in unison
To cleave the heavens
As our lives grew lush and full
They’ll jet away
In time’s erosion
And what truly flounders
Shall elude my feeble grasp

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