In favor of too much darkness
I have chosen just enough light.
I would often wander around at night
Expecting the shadows to come to life
And sweep me off to my eagerly waiting destiny.
Now I walk under the sun
And believe that I am destined for the here and now.
And when the sun goes down
And the shadows lengthen,
I greet them as old friends
Who are learning to get along without me.
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