Sea of Tyrants
When you are lost,
look for the stars.
They share a mission,
lost in time,
lost in graves,
lost in feelings.
Become what you sought out
to become.
There is more than one
of you.
But they reside in
the same body.
Choose wisely
who you befriend.
The world is only cold,
when lost in
someone's hands.
Never abide by regret.
Shade the feeling
of hatred.
Look away from stems
of false prophethood.
Become the truth.
The candle that lights
the dark room.
And also
the wind that
blows out the candle.
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