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Nov 2017
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I open my eyes with a blurry vision.
The light strikes me with a forceful collision.

I blink. I cringe.
I stretch and breathe
then raise up slowly to my feet.

With a cloudy perspective
and hazy eye-sight,
I encounter my objectives
and march toward the light.
~~~
Cameron Williams
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Cameron Williams  Georgia
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