Reclusiveness

​Sometimes we need to burn in our own way.

Some of us so hot, we’re dry ice expunging at the slightest hint of light.

Sometimes we’re being the kindest not by holding your hands,

But letting them go.

Don’t assume that by our reclusiveness we’re being anything but selfless. 

W.E. 

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