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Nov 2020
I once walked the dark voided path of emptiness.
Searching for desire to love once again.
Surprisingly as it seems death was my reality as well as my dreams.
Not a light to guide, nor a purpose to strive.
Not a place to be seen.
Not a place to hide.
Before I met you I had lost all hope in truth. Then you came into my life, a light not a one could describe.
The star of my night.
The sparkle of my eyes.
Is this truth or have I been hypothesized.
Paul Sheridan Sanchez
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