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Deep in the Valleys.

Felt my
sense of security
dying more
the further I grew.

Running from shadows,
hiding deep
in the valleys
I have made of
my well-worn grooves

hopelesly blind to truth,
it seems, addictively
nursing from lies.

These shadows
only offer
a false sense
of comfort

no pathway
away has proven
to be a route
towards my light.

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