Hymn for the Solstice

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by

Bettina Adragna
in
I am trapped beneath my blankets.
I am crying out for sight.
I am afraid of the darkness
Blinding my eyes.
I long to see the world again,
Color, shape and form.
I long to gain my sight back.
I want to see once more.

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