Dark smoke rises high
A somber veil that touches the sky
A symbol of destruction's might
Leaving behind a trail of blight
It chokes the air, it clouds the sight
A harbinger of danger's plight
It speaks of fire's fierce roar
And all that's lost, forever more
The acrid smell, the bitter taste
The fear that grips, the anxious pace
The smoke that swirls, the ashes cold
A reminder of what's been lost, what's grown old
But even in the darkest smoke
There's a glimmer of a distant hope
A chance for renewal, a chance to start
To rise from ashes, a new heart
Through the haze, a light will shine
Guiding us forward, a new path divine
The smoke will clear, the sun will rise
And from the embers, new life will arise
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