Look at me,
I have little to give you
for I, have given so little
to myself, but
the one gold nugget
I entrust to you, brother
Etched on it are words,
words that will save you,
when all has forsaken you.
Listen close, though you may not remember
Listen,
when all is dark and dawn never comes,
a new moon hangs strong and not a star blinks,
the winds tighten around your chest and not a cry is heard.
Take it out only then,
only then…see again.

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