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Perchance to Endure

Dawn of innocence
Awash is sterile, white light
Harsh, unexplainable
Rushing, cold, into the lungs
Lonely scream of no understanding
To an unfamiliar world

Soft, round orbs start to focus
Grey-blue like sea pools
So dark on a cloudless day
Tiny fingers reaching
For a bond of age-old feeling
So cherished, this is love

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