Summoning Light

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Take the darkness, 
rip it from the sky, 
it’s grim tendrils wind  
about your fingers, 
spin it out, 
until its light. 

Rupture disease, 
terror inflicting;  
harm disintegrate, 
dismay drown whitely, 
world again 
    flare colours bright. 

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