_It’s so cold._

_It’s so very cold._

_I can’t see._

_I am blind._

_Where did the colours go?_

_What force took my vision?_

_I can’t see you any more._

_I can’t see your face._

_I can’t hear your voice._

_I can’t feel your tender touch, telling me it’s okay._

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_Where did you go, love?_

_Did I do something wrong?_

_I can’t live with myself if I did something wrong._

_My mother told me,_

_“Wherever there is the light, the flowers will find it”_

_She said,_

_“They will find that light, no matter where they must venture to find it._

_For if they do not find the light, they die.”_

_Where did my light go?_

_My love,_

_Where did you go._

_Please my love._

_You are my light._

_I will wither and die without my light._

_Without you._

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_Please my love,_

_Come out._

_I’m sorry._

_I’m so very sorry._

_I love you so much._