There is a tiger burning bright
Within the onset of the night
That carries me with all its might
And stranger, still, my soul enlightened
After a fair time of dark,
There suddenly appears a spark
Of light that, ever fearsome, harkens
Better, unrequited fight
For life -- increasingly evades
My understanding, pours in spades
The inability to fade
Into my pessimistic part.
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