Singular
Carrying the light
In darkness
Until my last day.
Both the truth
And the lie
Living…
But I see now
That I can only live
For me.
The ones who choose
The comfort lies bring,
Will never use their lives
For change.
I can count on my will
Only.
poem by Erica Borges
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