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It’s too late
- Elman Aparicio
- Apr 2, 2019
- 1 min read
You, the inspired one
the one who bears the torch
burning through the mental fog.
You are articulate,
But tardy, rendering your wisdom useless.
Like a fireman who appears
after the forest has been laid to waste.
You are a hero in name,
but not in action.
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