Burning

Burning wood burns a million different colors, long after the flames go out.

I said that, probably not the first, but I said that. I just read a poem that started off about a man’s eyes being dark, like burning wood. Maybe burnt wood, but burning wood is not dark at all, it’s brilliant.

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