Caleb Mohamed

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Fri, 20 Oct 2023 | last modified Mon, 27 Oct 2025
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The light trickles down from
Lamps to glasses framed,
Glow is dripping through my sight,
At once pure bright and ice!
As its caught in truth,
My sight is white,
The darkness stunned,
And as I walk it dims again.

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