I walked in places dark and lonely,
slowing down ready to give up get go,
always imagining every corner turned a brick wall,
ever ending steps uphill to only fail no will.
Waters passed frozen so cold,
broken glades from freezing breeze,
in the shadows hiding fear
opened eyes looking far and wide.
Letting go forgiving without forgetting,
once a struggle with no will
steps come easy light indeed,
finding the flame within growing,
A being that walked darkened hills,
shines so bright with neon light
never a dimmer to such a glow
radiant graceful a happy soul.
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