There is always the darkness, and it co-exists with the rest. A torch song: it is not despite the pain it exists, it is due to the pain, awoken in suffering, that meaning is grasped.
I remember this moment, that night when among 400 million people one woman's torch passions for another woman rang out, first among all. She sang for me, for so many of us. Soon, time for me to sing again. Some candles are meant for burning.
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