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The dark journey
In the darkest hour I
thread,
Into the deepest forest,
Unilluminated I hurdled,
With plentious thought,
I never cared about the
spirits,
The spirits of the night,
I was embalmed in
courage,
So I ran through the
labyrinth,
The labyrinth of
moments,
A new beginning it was,
But never did I find an
end,
So at a point I gasped
for breath,
And so it was for me,
A journey into the
darkness.
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