I’m cradled by the light of another

In the cold pulse of dusk

A light I lock inside,

That launches me forward

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Their heat is relentless

Glowing hotter with every step

As I follow the curves

Of freedom’s labyrinth

–

As I’m chased and chastised

Their heart beat is mine

As they’re shadowed by shame

My rage is their own

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I am cradling their light

Their invincible beacon,

Always felt, seldom seen,

Slowly guiding me closer