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I'm sure I saw

a miracle:
two glimmers like tall candles
reached each other across a black expanse
(found you, found it--)

astounding how contagious
smiles can be.

Who could tell?
You were just as new, but cold.

: The black exploded into blinding white

and rising sunlight kissed the ashes
like it could wake the dead
(found you, found it--)

was so bright and beautiful.
It did.

Life found you found Home.

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