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Only a Day

Special. 

Joy set apart from insignificance. 

A day,

forgotten no longer.

More beautiful than all. 

Glowing. 

Shining. 

Lighting the world,

until its light went out. 

And it was only a day again. 

Special, once. 

But whether in light or dark,

warm or the cold,

this day remains special,

for those who hold it as it is,

always. 

The love,

and the pain,

make it so.

 

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