An original poem;
Yet you suffer rayless days
Find yourself too tired to walk the miles
That your heart yearns to know
But Child;
even if you fall to dust
Just know
you are the swell in the ocean
a the wailing wind
You are a blazing fire
drown them out
toss them aside
because
you can destroy them
but they can't touch you
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