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Light at the End
Before,
There was sunrise
Blazing through obscure clouds that scudded by
The light shines
Blinding bright
Birth of life
A story told,
Old
Rolled over many times
Timeless in essence
Etched like a stain
In the minds of those who know
How about those who don’t know?
A mystery
Not mundane
Or unusual
Just a little eccentric
Eclipsing
Whatever light that shone through
Now,
There is sunset
Vanishing the light it once gave to all
The light is gone
Burning out
Death of life
