Challenges, Poetry

Deficit

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FOWC With Fandango — Deficit

In shadows deep, a whisper calls,
The echo of a heart that stalls,
A quiet room, where dreams submit,
To the weight of loss, a silent deficit.

Yet in the dark, a spark ignites,
A flicker of hope in endless nights,
For every gap, a chance to fit,
To weave the light where shadows flit.

MAD 11/18/24

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