Step out of the shadows
A gateway to your fears
To walk wordlessly among
Demons of the truth.
Stooped beneath the peak
Blind to the many figures
Holding out their hands
Along a road of remorse.
Look without seeing them
Ignore their frozen words
And bury this day forever
It’s now too heavy to hold.
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