Myself
I laze in warm pools of light and yet
crouch shivering in the darkness.
Heavy matters plague my mind,
for there is more than fifteen years of knowledge in these eyes,
and more than fifteen years this body has endured.
The darkest hour just before dawn and
the warm sunshine are equally me.
I am human, and no more.
-Jackie-
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