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Woman
And in the darkest of hours,
among the cold, rock structures
came a blinding light,
I raised my hand to shield myself, to no avail
warmth radiated on my face,
and at that moment,
I realized this light was a woman
among the cold, rock structures
came a blinding light,
I raised my hand to shield myself, to no avail
warmth radiated on my face,
and at that moment,
I realized this light was a woman
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