Spent Light
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When I consider how my light is spent,
Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide...
–metaphor by John Milton
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Foreword
The vision sleeps in my eyes, so I embrace the sound around me
surrounding me so silent I know beauty exists
between dreams, between breaths
between the blue breeze that dances softly
I know life is beautiful, when your tears taste sweet.
-by Miss Annon
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