The depths that I face blindly.
For blindly is how I handle the fall.
The fall into the blackness of my mind.
My mind that at times sees black and only black.
But the black is a choice.
A choice I make.
A choice to unmake too at the crossroads.
At the crossroads of my soul, I move.
Move on into the light and leave the blackness behind.
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