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3/30/2010, age 15, school project   Fire, but a simple flame, kindles in the night. Slowly, it consumes the trees like waves of the ocean.  It breaks the bonds that create them, that make them whole. 
3/30/2010, age 15, school project   As a passion burns right through the soul, Wood turns to embers that glow with the last, Only to leave the broken compounds of its atoms behind.
I woke one day to a wonderful surprise, I found all the humans and their creations to be gone. I do not know what brought on their demise, But I canter with pride, for we will live long. This world is sublime
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