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From The Dark
From the dark
I see
With a focal clarity
I hear
What is muted by vision
I sense
What is lost to distraction
I touch
What is hidden in recesses
I transport
Beyond my limitations
I become
What my imagination allows
I am the hero
I am the villain
I am the witness to both
And the judge of neither
I am surrounded by myself
Yet captive to isolation
I anticipate the travel
Without thought of destination
I welcome the escape
Which hastens a return
To where light is born
From the dark
Not a place to fear
But where hope can rest
And wait
- s paul 06/2017
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