Rekindled

A candle
In pitch black darkness
Burns unbelievably bright
(There is just that much
Of infinity lying
Between something
And nothing)

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Men in frozen lands
Will tell you
That ice is colder than snow
What do you know,
dweller beneath the tropical sun?
There is love
And there is Love.
There is hope
And there is
Hope.

[Apparent] Recovery is sweet.