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There's a darkness that surrounds a tiny light
almost not there
Walking in the shadow land
maybe I won't find you
until later
Your sweet words find it's way
brightening the path
for only me to see
The ivy looming in scrawls
in a menacing fashion
The trees protuding-out
of snow-laced mountains
Your voice is pure
with joyous laughter
only few can hear
empty in the black hole
of the jealous heart
I am present
wings open wide
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