The Kernel

of my  heart lies
sealed, alone in a small
cell, cold and dark as
hell's own wastes

I fade
I fade
have lost my grace
am  fallen too far
to recover the
lodestone that
once glowed warmly

how  T wander far
in the dark hills of
the mind where no  light
lingers long and

I have no guide
to guide me home
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