Winds feed charcoal burning,
White flames leap and distort;
Face immersed bears no meaning —
Unfit to be called an art.
Winds shatter charcoal rigid,
Solid still, though weakened.
Restless shadow seems to plead:
Anonimity be strengthened!
Winds spread charcoal smoke,
Undead fire fights for life.
Blank face left burned and broke;
Mutilated by a blunt knife.
Winds scatter charcoal dust,
Ashes black fly everywhere.
No-name face hid by a mask —
Conceals silver streaks of tear.
Winds erase charcoal memories,
Ashes black cease to exist.
Haunted by dreamy memories:
Welcomed silence, final rest
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