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The Light of Day

The Light of Day

Must fly
to the moon
if for only
one moment.

Big plans
for the ocean.
But the vast
ocean has
failed me.

Now
suddenly
all too difficult.
So sad.

Morning love
sweet dream
nights.

The pressing
reality at hand.
It consumes
the eye of
the beholder.

No sign
of comfort
in this void.

As with all dreams
they fade with the
morning sun.

As I emerge
into the light
of day.

I stand
strong.

I will not
waver
in this
my last
hope.

poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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