Cold hands hover over
An everlasting fire
and glow
Defeated is the darkness,
that surrounds the night.
destroyed by the embers
That burn bright
Yet I turn to the bars
of a prison cell
Forgetting the open door
In front of me.
I am in two worlds
My fabric has been ripped
into two pieces
Sitting in each dimension
Unware of it's other half.
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