September 30, 2008
A beam of light seeps into the black core
There in his heart the radiance grows
The aura forces its way through the shame and the pain
It reforms and reconstructs
Warmth trickles slowly in,
Into the barren wastelands of ice
Warmth grows, ice fades
Black reverts to gray
All of the ice has faded
All of the black is gray
And a smile spreads across his face

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