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Published: 2014-07-01 20:26:30 +0000 UTC; Views: 150; Favourites: 2; Downloads: 0
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The light outside my window frightens meIt is not sunlight
It is not a light from the streetlamps
It is a light that flickers and moves to a dance all its own
Waving beautifully and yet frighteningly all the same
The light flickers and devours
Everything
Once it dies nothing will be left
The light eats, feeds, consumes on anything
but the light has a favorite
a meal unlike any other.
A meal of paper and leather, ink and ideas.
The pages fly, a flash of a pure white,
trying to escape the snapping light.
The ideas placed there being released from their homes
Falling and forever forgotten from the minds of those who wrote them
I hear the pages cry, cry for help
asking for the pain of being forgotten to stop.
But in the end it won’t stop
Because being forgotten leads to being reborn with new ideas
New Birth
