Launched into a ballad of song:
My song of validation,
Paints the world in blue.
Clouds of darkness break apart,
Here comes the sun.
Shakaru unlatches her lips,
And the words ring true.
She laughs:
Her beams of light dancing through sky.
Leave it to her to make the world bright.
Light painted through blue.
White clouds make way,
For a red flame:
Now, light the beacons.
Cast your cards,
Into the deck: now is the time,
To resurrect a voice.
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by Christian Gould
