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The lantern

The lantern burns in the cool night air.
Casting shadows in a ring best described as Alluring.
But a shadow is not cast at all,
A shadow...
Is nothing.
And so. Therefore...
The one who holds the lamp, he,
who is shadow in average happenstance;
Is lost without charm to draw a solution toward his core.
The lantern,
Then.
Is the worlds eye. Its point where all makes sense.
The one who holds it is not.
So when the lamp dies,

...

SO DOES THE WORLD TO THE ONE WHO HELD...

The lantern.
Written by I_was_rare_once (RareDreamer)
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