A shadow in the midst of day.
Alone...in the middle of the crowd.
I couldn't take it so I disappeared-
Not even Love could find my tracks.
To my secret place I walked;
To where I belong.
And, fallen when I; d been in the light,
I rose.
I rose above it all,
My being cloaked in Night.
Sadness my protection,
Misery my song.
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