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Sunlight.
Golden.
Warm.
Out of reach.
I wait in shadows.
Burning.
Dark.
Hopeless.
For light is in her.
Her smile, laugh, voice.
And yet-
I cannot grasp these things.
Her smile fades, laughter stops, voice quiets.
All before I come to her.
Sunlight passes over me and I step back into shadows.



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