Year.

I can see now how it’s
been like searching
for a small light
in the midst of a
sudden power cut

like the ones when
you’re a kid, and
someone else has to
explain just what is
happening around you

and, having found it,
shielding it closely,
holding it tight –
together, in the heart of it,
through the dark night

Author: ataraxicat

All characters and events are fictitious, probably.

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