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Mar 19
Light is so garish,
Light is so ugly,
Light is so lacking,
I am Light.

People do not feel my touch.
They see me,
but they expect to see me,
I am Light.

They are heavy,
no one can ignore them.
I am Light.
I am Nothing.
Found this from high school, thought someone might enjoy it.
Written by
Phillip
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   Haylee
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