Poem 13 || Glowing Lights

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I'm all alone,

No one to guide me along

Then there comes a spark

Igniting the light,

Glowing bright

Without a fight,

They call me back home

Now I'm not on my own

Like archers with bows,

They defeat the darkness,

That cannot be condoned.

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