Some encounters leave a light behind.
Was the Light Real?
Among a thousand distant lights,
one seemed to be waiting for her.
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02 — Home
She brought
the whole sky
home.
And the room that had once held her silence
learned how to glow.
03 — Absence
Then the light
was gone.
Nothing moved. Nothing remained.
The room looked exactly as it had before.
If it vanished as though it had never been here,
does that make it unreal?
Or does absence only prove that something is no longer present?04 — Meaning
What if real
was never
the point?
Perhaps the light was virtual.
The courage it left in her was not.
In China, we do not always say “I love you.”
We ask: did I become meaningful in your life?
05 — Thank you
Thank you
for seeing
my light.
Thank you for staying until the end of my story.
It means more to me than I know how to say.
And one honest little wish—
I really, really hope
I can win the prize.