Are you there?
I have missed your smile,
Your shadow light behind the hidden wall
At mercy once more,
We stand at the door
With faith in our hands and hurt in our eyes
We meet the dawn,
drained in face and white as snow
We reflect your nature, that I know
Destined for future, yet obscure in your light, we fall.
Patience sister, meet the mask that clears you of your wanton past and take pleasure in the stirrings of your soul.
Oh, beautiful imagery....
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