So bleeds a heart
That has never been scarred.
So sings the voice
That has never known a song.
I try and wait,
In unmoving ignorance,
To look away from the draping sun
Lest it veil me.
But I want to see
What my eyes cannot show me.
How can the wax in my wings
Not melt
When a fire brighter than the sun
Lives in my breast?
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