Light Poem by Unintelligible Susurration

Light



I see the light
bound unto me.
I need a set of stones
to skip out of my needs.

Flee, my dear,
trouble awaits.
Never return,
not even for me.

Wrecked is my selfless spirit.
I for once will hinder
the rendering of summer,
awaiting the perception
that is never to come.

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