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by shadows of saber Oct 10, 2011 category : Life, society / meaning of life
In my shelter of darkness, a soothing cool breeze comes in as i slowly open my eyes. I reach out to touch the sunlight as if a rare entity has come into my grasp. Spinning my hand around i see the sunlight illuminating my hand, it feels like i have touched sunlight for the first time. The cool air fills my lungs and my eyes adjust to the sunlight. I wounder what the day will hold and fulfillment it may hold for me. And I wounder more if I do belong in this beautiful world.