Sun In The Winter.

 

In the darkness of my mind, consumed by utter grief, there is a winter.  Barren plains of ice and snow, blizzards and endless cold.  I see nothing.  I am nothing.  There’s just numbness in my heart.  A voice calls my name through the winter cold.  It’s a warm light, gently guiding.  I want to live.

 

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