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An answer to letting go

Vanquished, desolate

Usurped and banished

No kings to ever reign in my stead

An arrow through the heart

Bleeding light, Bleeding life

Cold hands joined in litany

A remedy or a curse

A cure or an empty hearse

I was never alive

I have never been here

A wet night brought my endless rain

The fog to let us see through and within

The unknown, the hearth, a darkened place, a heart

As the ocean sways

And the waves rise

Alive, relinquished

The mark of winter,

A memory and fading light