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1d
My torch is switched off
so I could better see
the darkness, for only the darkness
can show me the way
and set me free.

My torch is useless,
I drop it on purpose. I pretend though
that I do it accidentally.
Jus to let my demons believe
that they still follow me.

My torch is dead,
and I am so alive.
I shineΒ and I can't stop shining
with the inner
Light.
Peter Balkus
Written by
Peter Balkus  40/M/United Kingdom
(40/M/United Kingdom)   
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