Lighting my own candle

Alone I stand as sun sets low,

To cast a shadow as darkness sow.

Drained off life and turned to blunt,

Dreams that shone now begin to haunt.

Night was long and strode away slow,

A stormy wave took me in its flow.

Shattered I was by its outrageous rage,

And here I lay with no fights to wage.

Startled I was by the spirits that doped,

Which bathed my soul with rays of hope.

As the hour of darkness slips to dawn,

It's time to revive the dreams that had worn.

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