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Here I sit, in this little box.
Looking in each corner, feeling in the dark.
Am I alone?
I hear a presence off a ways.
Is it really as far as I think?
I feel a cold chill spread over me like a blanket of Ice.
But yet, it’s not as bright as Ice would be.
It is darkness like the "Evil" I fear is lurking just outside of me.
I hear hundreds of voices calling out to me.
But none can call me by my name.
Why is that?
Do they not know me?
Should I fear?
Or should I reach out to them.
I sit here in this little box.
Looking in each corner.
Feeling in the dark.
I am not alone!
I hear a presence close to me.
Is it really as close as I think?
I feel warmth spread over me like a blanket of warm coals.
But yet not as dark as coal should be.
It is the light of "Goodness" coming to release me.
I hear hundreds of voices calling out to me.
There is one that reaches me.
It calls me by my name!
Does it know me?
Should I fear?
Nay, I should not.
For it has come to release me from,
This little box I sit in,
Looking in each corner,
Feeling in the Dark.
I am not alone!
For it is here to free me.
To let me sleep and find my peace.
To release me from this little box,
That I sit in, in the dark.
Written by: bri_dhe

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