In the palm of my hand
I held a ray of light.
Rather than leaving it
In the blinding sun
I carried it to the deepest depths of darkness
For that's where it shines the brightest.
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PoetryA collection of short poems. Mostly free verse. About sadness, hardships, depression, and other hard topics.
Sunlight
In the palm of my hand
I held a ray of light.
Rather than leaving it
In the blinding sun
I carried it to the deepest depths of darkness
For that's where it shines the brightest.
