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Life

Life is an ember…

The glowing remains of life

Through pain and grief and strife

Breath is its keeper

A guardian of the soul

That heal in sleep

The heart is a boundary

The gate that will swing wide

And welcome you inside

Life to share is all there is

It need not all ways be the

Best to shine

Even in the worst times

A door with no bay

A mist through which you

Could not see.