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(Unnamed 3) (May 2008)

Tiptoeing on shadows, am I
Fleeting contact that flees from the light
Yet its born of the light
And a child of the night
Beast of both, burden I loathe

Soldiering on feelings, am I
Unbidden gems that rely on sight
Yet they don’t use my sight
Can’t be suppressed by might
Child of rage, my minds a cage

Chantal ✗

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