I shall lie hid in my hair
swept in a golden glow
warmed by the breath of my mouth
There is a door in the flame
a cavern within the candle
I will pass through
the door is too far
I close my eyes
There is a door in my mind
a flaming spark behind pale eyelids
I will walk into the light
the light is too far
I weep behind my hair
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