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Whiteness
Chains tightly bound
Around my Spirit.
Hopelessness echoed
Sounding doom in my ears.
Fight, faith broken.
The Sea of Anguish
Had engulfed,
canopied& enveloped.
Then I looked to the Sky.
My gleam of Hope
Who nightly strokes
The sorrowful world.
Her soothing light
Ceaselessly shifting form.
Eternally
illuminating a path
For the Lost.
Unlike her blinding cousin, The Sun,
who scorches& scalds.
The Moon tenderly kisses
The face of the Earth.
Unlike the orange-red glare,
signaling misfortune.
White light glows,
promising a New Dawn.
Look out your window!
Look out your window!
Get a glimpse,
she is Full
maybe Half
tomorrow quarter.
Get touched,
the crescents heightening Whiteness.
Her untainted Purity.
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