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A fragile light

within this the temple of sorrow
candles cast soft illuminations

I offer upon my hands
a fragile light
-my life

all the hurt, the scars are mine to bear
burning bright on the inside of my soul
they blind me
bind me

I pray to temper the fire that feeds them
to set myself free


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