Inner Darkness
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Darkness devours the flesh of light,
And it slowly corrodes the soul.
As secretive as starless nights,
It conjures up the icy cold,
And steals all of our noble dreams.
I has to be confronted boldly
And not allowed to plot and scheme.
From its prisons, we must be free.
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