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The Moth’s Poem

WE ARE MOTHS…
We’re otherworldly beings
seemingly moths but not quite.
We choose the flame,
but not by instinct.
We choose the flame,
because fire is ecstacy;
and we do not feel the burn.
Only when we leave the flames…
Only then does the pain sink in.

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