'I remembered someone once in the verse of a song. It was—' forgotten + on the wind 'The wind cannot take what I am not willing to surrender.' this would not be the first time you must + see the path ahead 'No, I—' SMALL THOUGHTS FROM YOUR INFINITESIMALLY SMALL MIND DIMINISH YOUR POWER and yours – is ours T H E R E F O R E Y O U D I S P A R A G E U S 'Leave me be!' our words + you speak flesh shreds = raw and bloodied Because we will the blistered fever pitch from your lips, not you. 'Even so, shadow that cherishes flame does not extinguish it.' a wick may have power like no other BUT A WICK SERVES SHADOW AND FLAME ALIKE, NOTHING MORE. 'Yet you expect the wick to entice the flame while twisted by the mobius of your conceit.' .questions as mal | formed conceits beg | et questions. 'Your questions can wait. I must remember someone… saved in the melody of a song—' and forever forgotten + by the wind '…The lyrics incomplete, but… their voice was loving and sweet—' POWER IS WASTED UPON THIS ONE. 'What GOOD is power—' .her tears be | lie true nature. '—without knowledge, without wisdom, experience?!' P E R H A P S W E M I S J U D G E D Y O U R P O T E N T I A L Possibility – becomes probability 'ENOUGH!' '…Enough.' 'You cannot take what I am not willing to surrender.'