Light

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I bathe in the blinding light of summer

It fills me up
I am charged like lightning
Energized

And most of all,
Free

I bottle up the light inside
Saving for the rainy days to come

For summer always ends
And winter never fails to arrive
It's wicked arms outstretched to conquer the warmth, and inject the icy cold

I hold onto the summer
The warmth
Grip it with every part of my soul
Latch on with every part of my being

And prepare for the worst

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