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RE: The Light

in #poetry6 months ago

In the quiet embrace of the night, the light flickers, a beacon against the darkness. It dances across the walls, painting shadows with gentle strokes. In its radiance, the world seems to breathe, to awaken from its slumber. Yet, the light craves more yearning to pierce through every corner, illuminating the hidden depths of the unknown. It seeks to reveal secrets buried in the folds of time and space, offering clarity amidst uncertainty. With each flicker, it whispers promises of hope, igniting the soul with a hunger for more illumination, more understanding.