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Feb 2021
I hear the cries,
But there's nothing I can do.
I just sit and pray.
I pray for you.
But my prayers
Unanswered.
Must God leave me now?
Must He abandon you?
In this time of need,
We look for the light.
It will lead our way,
That's what I'm told,
But I've never seen the light.
Not until I saw you.
You're the light I wanted,
I needed.
And I want to be the light.
The light that could lead you.
But I'm lost in it all.
There's nothing left for me to do,
But listen from the darkness,
As it consumes all I say.
You acknowledge my voice,
Yet somehow it's left unheard.
Maciej Cacha
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Maciej Cacha  19/M
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