there is a flame
in that cave
in front of the photo,
that held me in its
unwavering gaze,
when the world
paused
on its toes,
and sat down
to listen
to nothing
to everything,
to the story
of a single flame
devoted
to the question -
who am I?
in that cave
in front of the photo,
that held me in its
unwavering gaze,
when the world
paused
on its toes,
and sat down
to listen
to nothing
to everything,
to the story
of a single flame
devoted
to the question -
who am I?
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