Thorns
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A star single piercing through sharpened thorns; one bright eye to answer. a spark of life in a deadly land where living is suffering and merciless.
A life filled, twisted by death. no life on ash-ridden plains giving answer like this one that breathes and gives an answer in dark empty silence.
A word spoken in a silent resolution binding up the two lives, a hope's-spark binding up both dead hearts; one small light so lonely, wandering and cold.
A mute tongue speaking one word for both, one back to still be leaned upon, one mouthful of scant water to share, one spark of faith to carry, one bleeding hand to hold.
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