Emotion

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What is the light,
That pierces through,
The darkness
That is
Our insanity?
What opens our eyes,
To a newborn face,
Masked with eyes,
Of discretion?
Where is the place they go
To weep?
To cry with sorrow
And shame?
Capturing the luminescence,
Of their hearts filled with majesty.
An awesome sight
Yet filled with grief.
The bittersweet tears,
Of
Emotion.





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