The sliver of light,
at the end of the tunnel.
The home insurance,
after a flood.
The safe place,
during an earthquake.
The stitches,
when you lose blood.
It's the dark glass,
The shining light.
The guidance,
Through the night.
Maybe you don't understand.
Most people do not.
But this page I'm writing,
Is only one little dot.
In the endless story of life.
The dark glass.
Okay, I'm intrigued (sp?) . You'll have to explane some of the more cryptic parts to me in person. Good work.
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