Poetry, Quill

The Light Around

You might call me foolish,

you might call me naïve,

But the flames of a million suns,

Burn inside me with a fervor

That even I couldn’t see,

And I shall conquer the world,

with this flame reignited,

In my heart, my soul,

and light around the candles around me.

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