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I ambled in shadowed life, secluded in shrouded night, afraid to be seen by day, fearing glowering looks in light. I searched for a refuge where none could do me harm, and a fire in winter to beget my cold heart to grow warm. No cacophony of a running brook would bring relief. I heard no harp strings in symphony to ease my grief. No one did I find to soothe or salve my restless pain, no willing hand reached out to help me stand again. I was a dreamer, spinning daydreams I never found. No twin for my soul; no loved one to whom I was bound. I couldn't hear my weeping, which I loathed so much. My wants and needs were the same - just a gentle touch. My sorrowful eyes cast downward so no one would see the empty portals left behind of the woman I used to be. Destined to always be alone, I gave up on love and hope. With clouded visions in my eyes, no longer could I cope. Bundled in rags, I realized how inhuman I had become. In fetal pose I gave up, to malevolence I did succumb. Unworthy, I closed my eyes to sleep, but first to pray, "God, show me mercy and not give me another day." I felt a hand on my cheek; and fingers brush my lips. His warmth was fire, radiated from his gentle fingertips. I blossomed as a flower, but couldn't give joyous scream, guided by the hands of one I'd only imagined in a dream. My eyes could not envision and my ears had never heard but my heart embraced what I could not express with word. My rescuer took my hands and dried the tears from my eyes. There was no more remorse. I no longer donned sad disguise. No more spinning daydreams of what life could hold for me. Gone are the days and nights of all the, "If I could only see." Sight does not open doors or windows to wisdom's call. For the chance I've been given; well, now I think I have it all. I've the gift of hope, with the knowledge that someone cares. No more whining over how I used to think life was just not fair. I walked out of the deep shadows where I used to live and hide, into a world where I am loved, with an angel always at my side.
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