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Towards the Light
At last I knew how sweet it is
to love,
And felt most grateful to have
learned that lesson.
The end drew near. ... A snow-
white childish soul
Emerged from out its broken
fragile shell
;
And I drew back, not daring to
approach,
Lest he in terror should recoil
from me.
And shun the father who had
given him
The wretched gift of life, —and
nothing else.
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