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Feb 2014
I'm walking in the dark.
The rain blurs my sight.
I'm arriving to a park.
What is that so bright?

I'm pushing the leafs away,
Trying hard keeping it together.
I'm lighter than a feather
Hardly thinking "It's going to be okay".

"What is this light, what is this light?"
With several breaths, I  whispered
I thought this was one big white
Now darkness is delivered.

I'm fainting, I tried to scream,
I'm fainting and out of breath.
I think I saw the light pure at it's extreme,
Now it's just a glance lost in the steam.
Juliet R
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