The Fire That Carries Many

I walk alone, yet I am never alone. My chest holds more than breath. It carries my family, the people I have loved, the strangers whose lives brushed mine for only a moment yet marked me forever.

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They are all embers in me. Their warmth fuels me, their scars remind me, their voices echo inmy marrow. And though the world shifts, though bodies depart and paths diverge, I feel them near.

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This fire is not only mine. It is an inheritance of countless encounters, a chorus of presence that cannot be silenced. I am the vessel of many, the flame no storm can snuff out.

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Aloneness is not my weakness. It is my throne. And from it, I burn eternal.

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