Am I my own lesson, growing distant
Owning nothing, owing everything
The places I have stepped over; impasses, hurrying me,
Slowing me down, holes made to fall in,
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The dark is indeed treacherous. Perhaps the only thing the darkness is afraid of, is us knowing our own frailty? Maybe then, our eyes see.