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without the darkness

In the darkness, Love clings tight
To the smallest pieces of our soul.Surviving only to save us from ourselves and to keep us human in times we would rather not be and so that when light returns we can remember who we are..

I can't remember who I am
The dark extends beyond my sight. I am drifting away from humanity, Surviving only to save the love clinging to the smallest pieces of me that remain in the light...
Written by chump
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