Light
I see light.
I watch from a distance, seventeen.
Illness wafts its way into my senior year.
Yet I see light.
Condemned to these four walls, these two windows know only how to wait.
Hope.
I still see light.
There's hope for the rest of us. I see light.
Only seventeen, yet I see light.
A new year will bring us light.
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