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Finding Light

A lot changed last night,

From hope to hopelessness,

From love to heartbreak,

From smiles to tears,

From poetry to meaningless sentences,

From wanting to give up to still continuing.

I'm here, I'm still here,

Lurking around from the dark shadows,

Living on borrowed hope and belief,

That I can find the light.


Photo by Lennart Wittstock from Pexels

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