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Light

It's almost blinding

I'm lying down on the ground

And I'm blinded

I cannot see

I cannot feel

But then something

Crosses my vision

My vision of non-seeing

I see a blurred figure

I squint to see better

And I realize it is reaching

Towards me

It offers me something

A... hand?

I find feeling in my arm

I reach out toward the hand

And I touch it

The hand wraps around mine

And pulls me up

Pulls me out

I look around as

My vision clears

And I find who saved me

I look and smile

As I realize it was you...

Hey there, everybody! I hope you liked this poem! It is quite different from the last one so I thought that you all could use a solstice.
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