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Created on: August 17, 2008
The soul is the darkest before sunrise
Giving up is easiest,
when the birdges burning,
light up the otherwise pure night,
and escape is achieved,
while friends,
lovers,
families,
watch or
are consumed by the flames.
Saving self
is hardest when what
is being saved is unknown
and the search alone brings the
truth, as the past is charred,
turned the color of night,
in which it earlier engulfed
in color
in wonder
leave it black.
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