On vengeance

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When darkness chokes the air,

How can you breathe light.

When vengeance cages the mind,

How shall you set it free.

Behold, the darkness;

In its strongest hour.

For then, you shall indeed;

Uphold the light,

To its brightest shine.

 

(28/2/2016, Paris)

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