To name a thing

Some say I am brave to love
To gamble heart and sanity
On chance and flame

Mayhap, my sight is flawed
I know myself for broken
And perhaps in breaking further
My pieces will align and I will be whole

perhaps the flame will forge me
And I will rise anew

Is it bravery to love?
Rather, I think, it necessity.

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