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Bleeding Through the Darkness
In the heart of the forest,
there is a darkness that wraps
itself quietly around me,
allowing me to curl up inside it.
As it comforts me,
color bleeds through the darkness,
pouring out at my feet.
The trees are feeding on my darkness.
The colors soften and rise,
now full of hope and light.
The trees' leaves show off the
transfusion they received,
for all to enjoy.
there is a darkness that wraps
itself quietly around me,
allowing me to curl up inside it.
As it comforts me,
color bleeds through the darkness,
pouring out at my feet.
The trees are feeding on my darkness.
The colors soften and rise,
now full of hope and light.
The trees' leaves show off the
transfusion they received,
for all to enjoy.
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