There will always be, 
doubt and fear, 
lurking around, 
in the brightest places.
No matter what, 
please know I care, 
just please step out, 
of the darkness there.
The light isn't so bad, 
it isn't scary too, 
just give it a try, 
it'll help you.
But what do I know, 
I'm still not grown, 
but I know what it's like, 
living in the dark.
The light is better, 
take it from me, 
in the light, 
I find that I am free.                
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Goo job honey. It's good.