The Space in the Past

Amidst a growing thought in the dark,

A feeling of hope lies deep within.

My fingers reach out and ignite a spark,

The circle of dust begins to thin. 

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I watch the space as it grows near.

My eyes, once clouded, start to see 

The foggy breath grow crystal clear,

In the empty space in front of me.

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The space between the dark and light,

Surrounds a life in a veil of thought.

The past hides still behind the night,

The future lies awake to be sought

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My mind falls to a close at last.

The thoughts that were once swept away

Have found a peace inside the past

And look forward to a place to stay. 

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The darkness remembered what was broken

As the light illuminated the dormant mind.

I see now what could not have been spoken

With the space that would have kept me blind.

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