S o l i t u d e.

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Bright, sunny, vibrant.
Innocent eyes watch the world with twinkling wonder.
Warm, warm, warm.
Joyful laughter in forgotten events.

Dark, dull, blank.
The sunrays won't get through the thick curtains.
Cold, cold, cold.
Sources of light are gathering dusts.

World that once encaptured the childish curiosity
Now withered with jaded soul.
As a child, avoiding the dark, always trailing on the light
An adult in present time that welcomes the dark.

Brightness envoyed fear, skin crawling with feeling of eyes everywhere.
Warm turns suffocating--paralyzing.
Solitude change into the light, comfort--the safety.
The coldness of the dark embraces like warm once did.

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