I am in the darkness,
People, friends, all around me,
but I am lost in my own thoughts.
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I open my eyes,
and it's black, my steps are hesitant.
But soon my eyes adjust,
and I adapt to these surroundings.
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This is where I belong.
But no sooner had my eyes adjusted,
that I am called upon.
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I walk out of the darkness,
into a blinding light.
And it's harder to adjust here,
so I keep my head down,
until I can retreat into my familiar
Darkness.
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