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Darkness and Light
A dark soul long immersed in a grey world
Awakened to a spirit’s shining beam
And foolishly presumed as he uncurled
His destiny was to possess her gleam.
The dark youth’s folly then was slowly dimmed
By reason, sweat, philosophy and years.
Where once his hopes of lightness brimmed,
In time’s passage, they all but disappeared.
When once more fate flashed her bright rarity,
It was not for him to have, but to see.
Copyright ©
David Crandall
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