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The Spark









I can't taste nearly enough of sunlit days
  lit, lightly, barely shining through the haze
so move slowly, lest she run for fear
    because love is war, and mistakes have a higher fee

so set your anger towards the sun
  that it might burn away
and when sharp-edged words come
        be sure, my heart, to hold your tongue
  for tenderness is the surest path
    to relight the spark that was






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