Darkness creeps onto the light
like a very careful thief,
waiting for the right time
to rob us of our sight.
It lingers on and on
like a very heavy fog,
giving the uneasy feeling
of lonelyness and dispair
darkness is a cloud of mystery
that's everywhere we go,
its also a time for rest
our to think of our goals.
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