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cheers to the whiteness
nothingness greets me (in) another morning.
what a strange quietness, ordering me to open my eyes.
i almost lost my favorite dreams somewhere along those fake pink signs;
but the will to find the light brought the breath of the glory.
just the will to survive ...
poems of lost forgotten poets bring the sun back to those hidden corners of my heart
i make that step up. I stand up, proud being a human.
God, please understand it is hard, this way back (to) home.
we lost it, at the very beginning.
we believed the lie.
those of your creation that still found, in the desert of its faith, strength to love you,
do love you.
remember us , Our Lord, in thy Kingdom.
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