Lots of me still there, yet not sticking to me, I can see through the window from where i am now, the old house beside me. An outsider now, that was the house burnt with me just because some wanted to light up their way ahed. They thought it would be a mark that I cannot erase, true they were but they forgot that I will remember it as a battle scar which only reminded me of my honesty, love and ability to give. Makes me stronger than the one in THE OLD HOSE
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