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Of
Magic
I
hide
behind
a faceless name.
I wear
a mask
to hide the pain
of tender scars
that will not heal,
of broken dreams
that were not real.
hesitation --
familiar fears --
but I braced myself
against the tears
and wandered toward
the tempered light
that found my shadow
in the night
wont
you join me?
© Harley
Harley
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