Saviour

I spend my days in the abyss
Nothing real nothing true
Alone, drifting, dreaming
I see a face
I hear a voice
More true to me than sight
More precious than air
I feel the presence
A warmth holding me
A care surrounding me
In which life I have never known
She means more in essence
Than anyone in body
I feel connected
I feel whole
I finally feel like me
Once more

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