#WritcoPoemPrompt43
In the quiet darkness she sat
alone in the middle of an empty room
on a single black mat
Idea in mind, and plan to complete
Up she goes, and onto her feet
from the place that she once had a seat
Obstical she is determined to defeat
A simple way to utter freedom becomes her mystery.
Searching, and seeking with hand, and feet,
eyes wide open.
A quiet click echos around the empty room
as she gaings her sight. on goes the light.
A single lamp in the corner of the room now shines with all it's might.



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