Light
In an ocean of darkness, there is one light for me.
And it shines brighter than even the sun above.
It is so close, yet not within reach.
I try to get closer, but the light fades into the distance.
In this cold world, the light is all that gives me hope,
but I can see that there are plenty others thirsting for warmth.
Yet, I can't stop chasing the light, because I just might catch it one day.
One day, I might be free from this void that I've fallen into.
Maybe, just maybe, the light can be mine, just for a little bit.
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