The coldness that bites,
lonely vastness of deepest blue crashes down,
Embraces me warmly like an old friend
the cold sting of fear and despair like knives on my skin,
the
almost beautiful scent of flower reaches my senses
A golden speck of light suspends about me
giving my perpetual darkness - glimmer of light.
The light slowly creeps up on me like the sun
creeps
up over the horizon,
The light now reaches the glimmering
crystals on the ground
This beauty was blind to me.
Now I know.
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