Through the Cracks

Virginia 138


The moment was so good that he immediately closed his eyes to reminisce.

One hand to his head to keep in the thought.

The other hand to his heart – he didn’t want to lose the grip it had on his chest.

The instant that the light of hope entered in, it began shining through the cracks of him.

Through the weak spots.

Piercing slits of light, insisting to be set free.

And when he opened his eyes, he saw his own glowing.

Turning around, examining his new form.

Marveling at what he had always regarded as vulnerable spots that put him at risk of breaking.

He now saw the cracks for what they really were.


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