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  • Writer's pictureRebekah Christie

Light

Like a moth

I was searching for the moon

But drawn to your light

And after suffering so much pain

You tell me the constant flight towards you was pointless

And after all the things I’ve endured with no rest

You tell me to change direction of flight

Because the light you could offer me wasn’t right



Excerpt from my book Second Year I Pushed Through available on Amazon!

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