A Glance Away
Look at the sun
What do you see?
A white yellow
A blue center
Can’t stay still
Jumbles around
As my eyes try
To counteract the light
No sting, No burns
I can’t describe it
Is this what light
Feels like? No pain
Yet I can’t handle
It. My sight unable,
Unwilling to recognize
The star in the sky
The physical embodiment
Of hope
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