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The Bottom of the Box

There is a light shining in the suffocating darkness
It’s not very bright
and it isn’t consistent
But no amount of battering has extinguished
the warmth it provides

Sometimes I wonder what would happen
if that tiny flame went out
I dance on the edge
with sharp rocks and crashing waves below
waiting for someone to decide
my fate
for me

Sometimes I try to feed the fire
I remember
what they said that one time
and how I felt afterwards when I smiled
I remember
the beauty that I’ve created
with a brush or a pen
I remember
that I matter
to more than just me

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