Once upon a time,
I used to misunderstand darkness,
Fearinng it, shunning its comfort;
Seeing in its abyss nothingness,
And I had thought,
That it was my enemy.
I now know the its allure,
How thoughts come alive in darkness,
Embracing it, enjoying its solace;
Visions come to mind and eyes,
And I now know,
That it is my nemesis...
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