sneaking in
twixt memories of
a brighter future,
and love fulfilled,
it illuminates my way.
even as I feel the light
creeping up my spine,
I yearn for the security
of the enduring....
even as the intrepidity
of happenstance
haunts my every step,
the call of the familiar tugs
at my heart.
but this soul,
flickering with the waning spark of a supernova,
demands more.
Who am I to refuse?
Truth
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