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This morning

I picked up the mirror in your hands

and shattered it to pieces.

If I could fix things

I would take on the world.

I flip a switch

and the fire comes back.

Everything I remember

is stopping or saving.

All I want is to be

someone’s hero.

I want to hold someone’s sun,

bring up the stars,

be the reason for shifting,

keep someone’s fingers from freezing.

You don’t have to tell me you need me,

just tell me you need my strength.

I have nothing else to lose.