light
The sun is nowhere to be seen, it's completely concealed; dark, cold, alone, there's nowhere to turn to, nowhere to hide, nowhere to curl up into a ball and cry, I'm lost and I can't find my way, I don't know where but I'd like to see the light of day, I want to feel the warmth of the world- to feel safe, but that feeling is locked away in some other place, far out of my reach.
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