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I see it but I don't believe,

It's the darkness in front of me.

Will it lift up today,

Or will I search blindly

without knowning what

I am searching for.



Will it stop today or tommorrow.

A little bit of light is shinning through.

But it goes away so quickly.

I almost grab it, but I slip away

back into the abyss.



There are moments that I can

light up a candle.

But it gets blown out

by a person that does not wish me harm.



Sooner or later I will slip out.

Despite no sense of bearing

I will see the light & find my way.

Because survive is what I do best.