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On Destroying Yourself for the Comfort of Others
I would die for you. I am going to die for you.*
but one day it will all make sense and everything will be beautiful
and I will be warm in the winter,
and you will be by a fire watching the icicles drip down.
and you will see me in the newly poured puddle.
You will see me in the mud at the bottom of the hill.
You will see me in the patches of snow scattered about the yard.
You will see the thaw. The rebirth. The spring. The sun.
Just know I burnt myself up so your frigid dusk could be undone.
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