l i g h t .

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That white glow,

that I don't know

and never knew

Stands just outside this window

beckoning, singing

and mocking too.

I climb the sin-filled stairs

all the way to the roof

and jump with a passion

that turned grey skies,

blue.

That white glow,

that I don't know

and never knew

Now dwells inside me.

Vibrant, innocent

and crimson too.

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