It seems that I have not discovered
What it means to burn bright
I’ve been extinguished
By the night
I scream, I cry
But these attempts rendered meaningless
Is this all but a dream
I’ve been walking with a ghost
It seems I am but an entity
Simply not there
But then I fight
I grasp hope tight
And start a fire
That burns so bright
Inside
I quickly search for light
Because it can be found in the darkest of times

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