Hello darkness, my old friend.
I come home, to you, again.
For, it is only you,
Who could shroud me;
From all the wily eyes;
That seek to see
The holes, I have, in me.
Cover me. Protect me.
For, I am weary. I need a place,
To rekindle strength--to heal;
To appear inviolable.
To them. Again.
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