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The Paradox.
My dream is my reality.
My strength lies in my frailty.
My heart residing in a distant dream,
Resting on my thoughts that continually stream.
As the warmth of the hearth chills me,
Home in a faraway land I’d rather be.
I see clearly my misty uncertainties,
Enlightened by the black that envelopes me.
Touched by your numb feeling,
Wounded forever by your healing.
