Out of the hollow, dark depths of solitude I digged my way out to grasp the lifeline you threw at me.
A sliver of Light, soft as a feather, whispered Hope to me.
Hope; a beguiling creature of uncertainty.
A warm, familiar Touch, promised me Light and Hope.
I embraced my saviors.
I bid farewell to the absence of Light.
I gripped the hands of Hope.
I surrendered to the pull of your Touch.
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