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SMOLDER

It wasn’t an unfamiliar dream
The one where I am known and unalone
The woods I wake next to
Leave me blinded to the embers 
In need of air
I see a spark
And I know the wings in the wind
They’re coming for me


The thrush of wind
Brought with it a tremble
A tremble so close,I cloaked myself in the sea
It wore me down
Low and lost
Eyes grazing the barren floor
But my help called out
Matchless
And he made with me a flame

The sky shuddered dark
And once and for all
The charcoal I said was dust
Broke open with a blaze like gold
A fracture so faultless 
Embers may not burn the brightest 
But if you can face the tremble
You’ll feel them leave you warmer

 
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