Rare Pulchritude

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In the beginning, there was darkness.
Often so little light.
It was not enough for me to see.

Still, the darkness surrounds me.
Feeling cold.
I stay in silence waiting for peace.

More light came into my life.
Both dim and precious, the light hitting my eyes.

My vision became more translucent.
Allowing me to see what I did not know before.
A cerise rose under a true blue light calling my name.

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