the bright center of amber lost,

the sheen of the metal tarnished.

it is now forever altered, changed.

in the blink of an eye,

in the span of a few seconds,

the scorch of the flames

appeared to devour the essence of its beauty.

however, it remains;

loved, held close,

recovered and reclaimed,

literally from the ashes.

it is, still now,

as it always was,

beautiful.

only now in a new way,

a different way.

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