Poetry

Awakening

In a world of shadows, where whispers reside,
I seek a horizon, where the bright dreams collide.
With each flicker of light, hope begins to ignite,
Yearning to break free from this long, endless night.

Fingers brush the surface, a journey to unfold,
Chasing soft reflections, stories yet untold.
The darkness retreats as dawn starts to play,
In the warm glow of morning, I find my way.

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