Once upon a time, we knew
That the flame inside of us
Could never be doused.
But foolish us
We were tricked to believe
That our light was dangerous.
A force of destruction.
A raging fire that must be quenched.
So we tried to bury it.
Blow on it.
Make it smaller.
Turning it into flickers
As it struggles to breathe.
We live as if we were ashes.
Once alive and feral.
Now numb to the dying embers.
Did we forget?
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