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Four Point Eleven: Faint Light

Hold onto that little light, like a wish your heart solely believes in Don't lose sight of that faint light, even a moment of weakness strives to win Hold onto that distant light like a steady sign for you to follow And never lose sight of your own light, it preserves your destiny's faith wherever you go -Nicola An

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Date: 4/12/2021 8:12:00 PM
We are pure beams of consciousness -- the body is just window dressing. Great poem! Just the right amount said.
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