Lovely bit of writing

Tuigen's Wall

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A fast-striking weapon with scarlet lightning

Streaking the night of its leathery back:

Don’t try something like this

If you’re not ready yet.

 

Like a beam of the sunlight, split in a prism-

The pain that’s inside us blossoms to colour.

The desert breaks open and soil reveals green:

No more do we feel the need to escape.

 

The old self remains as a counter-example:

Its presence continues by our need for its end.

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