A Smokeless Fire

Pluck the splinters out of your heart and light them on a smokeless fire.
Make it then so pure, that anyone in its vicinity can soothe their own burns.
For then, it becomes the fuel to your strength.

It will be mighty, because it has been defined by your pain.
It will be immortal, because the struggle is relentless.
It will be obscure, because your past cannot take shape.

It will be the cause of your victory.

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