your eyes expressed
across this forgotten plane
light up like fireflies
beaming life into me
for I, was once dead…
IAM, the candle
harbored by your will
aching to survive
when all earth's waters die
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Beaming life in to me for once I was dead, very nice realization is reflected in this poem and shared on. Excellent writing, beautiful poem.