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I am lost
lost, in my
thoughts.
They carry
me to places
I've never
known.
Sometimes
I wish
to be
shown
Why
why there
is darkness
farm
Ander.
It consumes
me.
Like
shadows
shadows
that linger
long after
the light
is gone.
I Search
fer pieces
of myself
inside haunted
memories,
and unfinished
dreams
still beneath
the ruin,
a quiet voice
roars
Survive
Not every
shadow wins.
Not every.
grief is
loss.
So! breathe
knowing
that
beyond
all this
there is
something more.
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