GREAT FRIENDSHIP IN DEEPENED DARKNESS

Lost in the dark...dark...dark,
Friends like thee intercedes the light in me,
A crave for the light...a yearn, an outreach,
A crave for the light...at sparkle, an ignite, a glow.

Although lost in my deepened darkness,
The sparkle of my weakened mildness,
Yet lost in my sickened sadness,
Your tendered act of kindness,
Alleviates my disdained darkened darkness.

In your mildest of kindness,
I pulled out from my wildest darkness,
Low, behold a standard brightness,
Of an eliminated darkened darkness.

⚫⚫⚪⚫⚫

- CarL I. -

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