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Mar 2014
Are you sad?
Afraid?
Alone?
Your suffering casts phantoms on the wall
And they dance with all the others.
I am telling you
That there is no light at the end of the tunnel.
We are each other's light,
And each of us is full of shadows.
We make do. We are only
Candles.
We flicker.
Sometimes we create more confusion
Than illumination.
But we need one another,
Because we hold a flame up
To the dark parts of the people we venture near.
We set fire to things that
Wait long in silence,
Yearning to combust,
And bring light to things
That have been hidden for long enough
To be thickly caked with dust.
Mikaila
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Mikaila
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