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Jun 3
I saw a glimpse of freedom—
It’s light poured through my window
The warm glow so inviting,
Yet so ominous—

If I took this light and held it tight
My chase would end I’d be right—

But when I take this light,
My heart will stop

My world would end,
And my dreams will parish

My mind will be empty
And my thoughts are let free—

Free of the pain I’ve endorsed in the night—
Free of the light that always chased for freedom.
Written by
Koraa
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