How Hope found me
I stood in a yard , full of darkness. A wall before me tall , silent , hiding everything beyond. I move forward , step by step , bumping into stone , failing , as shadows of doubt pull me under. I rise again , blind , climbing the wall I cannot see. And then a light. Soft , coming closer. A glimpse , a sense of where I'm going.
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