Out of nothingness came that speck of hope,
That light that everyone tries to find at the end of a tunnel,
I, at the least was the master of my fate, though I must say that,
It was not the type of fate that you would envision for someone like me,
There were days when nothingness was quite the luxury.
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Every day when the Sun rises,
I breathe with renewed hope,
Another day to welcome, Another gift to see the world around me,
My vision clears all misconceptions,
Am I not the survivor of ridden clouds.
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I have lived more than the years that are upon me,
I have outlived the storm that had once straddled me,
Those storms, now I see them as hurdles so small,
At one time, they did overwhelm me.
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Yes, out of nothingness I have seen a ray of hope,
Out of nothingness, I am but who I was meant to be.
-shobana-
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