Darkness comes, and Darkness goes.
The brightest light, brings the shadows.
In the shade its the safest, to hid from the creeping of the light.
Now you stand under the branches of life lines, hiding from your own creations.
Step into the darkness, see how the moon shines, see all the pretty lights, but stay away from the shadows, they trap there victims in corners of bright light, they steal all the shadows, keep them locked up in energy cages, till you come into the light and fight your demons. You created them after all.
It rains on you dear one, it keeps falling.
Fight your demons, kill the ego that tortures your mind.
Then only then, you will be free.
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