Old fire

Close your eyes.then only you can find it

The fire is old but the woods who are burning themselves are young, fresh.basically you can say woods are practicing suicide.pain is playing guitar inside those woods.the heart of these woods are showing their swimming skills even though they are aware about the fact that with time no one can save them from drowning inside these deep fires.the waves of these fires will drink the blood ,eat the flesh of the heart.only memory, woods still hold in their heart is how they had forgotten everything.

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