Blind

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In the dark

Unable to see

Reaching for a random hand

Hoping it will guide me.

A figure pulls me up

I look in its face

To find darkness

I stumble and fall

And land in your arms

Your soul is pure

Made of the brightest of colors

You pull me towards the light

And help me guide the others.

We travel for miles

Days on end

Searching for the inevitable

We will search and search

Till the very end

And look into the darkness

With wisdom and courage we step into the abyss

No longer blind.

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