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The Midnight Library
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Has anyone thought about how darkness brings you comfort? What many fear is what brings comfort to some.
The midnight library holds a collection of poems and drabbles with a dark undertone. If you are one that seeks comfort in the dark the midnight library is for you.  
Hope is but an illusion we create when we have nothing left. Walk into a world there is no such thing as "A ray of hope." walk into a world where you find comfort in the dark. Join me on a journey as we explore the beauty of The Midnight Library. 
Welcome to a place where your pain and suffering are understood. Welcome to a place where words comfort you. Welcome to a place where you find comfort in the dark.

This is my first time posting my works. I am both excited and extremely nervous.  
since this is my first time posting my works constructive criticism will be greatly appreciated.
HOPE YOU ENJOY YOUR JOURNEY!!!
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