A twisted path, where shadows softly creep,
I walked alone, with doubt a heavy chain,
And whispered fears, that stole my tranquil sleep.
A distant light, through darkness, did remain,
A fragile hope, that beckoned me to rise,
And break the bonds, that held me in their reign.
The winding path, before my weary eyes,
Began to glow, with colors bright and...
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