I've lost myself.
Maybe,
That's why it dawned on me to day.
How, if the world is a dark place,
Then representing the light will be an arduous journey,
Not a simple one.
Not an easy one.
Not a "light" one.
Not even, necessarily a happy one...
Especially,
If the light is my only mission, in the darkest of place,
Where all who gather,
Seek to snuff it out.
Then...
I imagine,
To be tracked,
Becomes the only way.
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