It's the spirit you may follow,
Kissing mirrors till they break.
Broken glass is hard to swallow,
Shifting darkness to awake.

Grab the fire, leave the burn,
Scars are lanced to feel the joy.
Having reasons for concern,
Make your dreams a small decoy.

Drink the spring, before it dries,
Choke the water as it falls.
Leaving oceans in disquise,
Painting history on the walls.
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