cold heat

desperation dissolving to a subtle form of acceptance

composure regained and forced open

a stoic stance unfaltering

like a staue cold and still

I stand

wavering not

even with the strongest gust of absolution

absolve my hope not a bit

leave me strong and distant

a star I am at the core

glowing

burning

surrounded by cold

intensely warm within

an inferno

a furnace

fiery with want and need

all so unresolved

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