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Jan 2012
All I see is a bright light;
A soft, whispering light that is calling my name.
"Come to me," it says in a woman's voice,
"come and see what I have."
I want to walk toward this siren but my feet,
they are chained to the ground.
"I will not wait," the voice in impatience.
I try to scream out and say
"I am here, please wait!"
The light now moves away,
rising to the dark, cloudy sky.
The tears that start to run down my face
evaporate the moment they fall to the ground.
"Wait, please," I try and scream but my throat
closes and no sound is able.
The light leaves and all that surrounds my chained body
is darkness.
Amanda Blake
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   K Balachandran
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