yet I see it not.
The darkness is my friend,
yet is lacks compassion.
My friend envelops me,
and I find that comforting.
Me who is alone,
even with my friend.
Alone in the world,
which is full of people
The world beckons warmth,
which I pretend to have.
The warmth is light,
and I see it.
The light makes me happy,
so towards it I go.
Happy I feel,
for a change that feels good.
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