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For a moment, the path seems clear. Nothing covered by the shadows, nothing beneath the fog, nothing hidden. For a moment, you know there is nothing else you'd need to keep going, and that there is nothing else but truth.
The feeling slowly fades away. The match keeps burning into ashes, little by little. Until the dark finally takes over again, and then it thinks its empire won't ever be interrupted again. But I kept the flame lit up. I burnt my heart. Now I light my way until there are just ashes. I've been tempted to put it out, I've been kicked where on my wounds for it; but I will keep myself as a light. A light in a world of darkness. And I will fight for it -even if the price for it is my life. --- After being advised by Fkeu'itan, I decide to post it here.
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I love Plato, but I love Truth more - Aristotle
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Well, as you know ZenitYerkes, I think this is a wondeful piece. It carries a lot of emotion and resonates very deeply with me.
I'm really glad you decided to post this one up so that others could have the pleasure of enjoying it too.
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