Recall
She perceived it as light at first sight, like the morning was made
to rescue her from the perennial, sleepless nights, and like when
she was frozen down a pitch black hole and squinted at the sliver of
a sunbeam;
and then she said he wore white,
exactly looking like an angel,
for a short moment that seemed to last, her life depended on just
staring at him
She believed she'd already seen him but wished they'd met before
She saw a new scene of an instant memory
Her heart recalls it was the beginning, but her soul knew
it was returning to something-
something that's always been with her time
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