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At midnight I step out, like a shadow in the night
At midnight I step out, like a shadow in the night, The sky is dark, and the cool wind caresses my alabaster skin, The fresh air smells of freedom, a bittersweet luxury, My skin blooms like spring, with shivers growing upon it. One step. Another. Fragile steps on the path of doubt, I wish to run with all my might, but I hesitate, I stop, The stars smile at my fragile state, almost mockingly, Every inch of skin yearns to get lost in this walk. My mind is a chaos of whispers, speaking to me of the worst possibilities, Monsters, fears, traumas overwhelm me, I want to be free, but tears stream down my cheeks, My mind and muscles remain in denial, like a silent confrontation. The night sky, the strong air, and the trees shine without worry, A sharp contrast to the storm raging inside me, I turn back, rush to my room, and close the door. I sigh. Will I ever be able to walk at midnight without armor of defense? A universe of fear has been sealed within my soul, But somewhere between shivers and stars, hope finds its way.
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