Crippled bonds by a bitter bonfire,

that sail beyond grief and denial,

Could those ours be? but thee so fragile!,

As one we no longer be, you´d hear say from me,

Ardor that such “us” broke into ash,

And burned away our clouds,

Will in forever they travel in doubt?

Or through them, fly we no longer shall?

how fatal! for they now, our venom are.

But underneath, YOU i still see!

and once deadly, dear bonfire, turn our fire bittersweet!

and together like one, let it reclaim our injured skies!

let our ashes there climb and restore, the form of hope,the form of us!

And once again, let our friendship mend,

cause forbidden we shall not end.

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