Epiphany

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In a cloudy place, surrounded by a comforting darkness,
I'm shattered, distressed, alone, and filled with an engraving madness.

As I suffocate at the thoughts of being in my own space,
I turn around to see that you're there, the stains of the one I cannot erase.

Your warm eyes in correlation with your golden stare,
You move towards me with the brightness of a light so rare,
Amazingly enlightening, I'm engrossed as it fills everywhere.

And the vision is so illuminating that it makes me blind,
But i open my eyes and i start to realize, this was all in my mind.

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