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Oct 2011
Standing here in the grass

It's still black, but I have no fear

Wondering how slow the time will pass

The light is finally getting here



So long ago it came it seems

Since I've been graced with a single ray

Something I can't find in a dream

Something for which I can only pray



I guess my dreams don't mean that much

But my prayers are coming true

I've never seen beauty as such

This feeling's completely new



And now it seems the dark is done

I only wish to see the sun.
Trent Sackenheim
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