What is right?
What is wrong?
Those who see bright?
Those who suffer long?
Where nothing to light?
Where nothing to light?
Where pain had to prolong?
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Jr.
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Poetry of Dreams
Miracles of Meeting 'You'
Unexpected with Your divine light, You came once again. Visit me through vision, an expected sight. I know I am awake, Yet here I am again...
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