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Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #1600015
A poem about not knowing what you had, until you lost it, and accepting the change.
In a world lit by darkness,
Only you can see the hope.
Nothing seems to be real here,
Yet you have begun to choke.

Blind, it is you who can see,
You see the beauty in life.
Deaf, it is you who can hear,
You hear music in the world.

Now, hereafter, life has worth,
You value what once was real.
Without pulse, you are alive,
Without breath, you cannot die.
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