Out of Darkness
I stare at the floor
the same wrapper has been there for three weeks.
Blinds shut.
~~~~~
Three weeks since I have felt sun.
The idea of walking out the door was chilling.
The storm has passed, a phoenix from the dark.
A sun smiles down on my skin. Though the journey is not over,
just enjoy this.
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