T.A.G.

For life we go,
For life we stay, night.
in honor, in memory,
they are in light.
In a ring,
they shall sing,
until the rain,
they go in flame.
Except for TAG,
she stays like the flag.
Never goes out,
Never touches the ground.
She will always be round.

by Emma Holt

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