Trapped

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When the darkness reaches
I turn away,
To the light,
I try to grasp it.
But it slips
Through my fingertips.
Just beyond my reach.
So I turn my back to the light, and stare into The
Nothingness.
Into the
Emptyness,of the
Darkness.
We are all trapped in this
Torn apart world
Of
Light and Dark.

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