From Me, To You
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From Me, To You

A Dark Place

There exists place in all of us
So close we touch it now
A darkened grove of saplings
We’ve watched our lives grow tall

Though sun has never touched it
It's darkness doesn't fright
The trees surround a clearing
Grounding lest we fall

When we sit and listen
To the song of creaking wood
We see the stars still pierce the sky
Their distant fires call

For this space is not a dungeon
But a place to rest our soul
From the starkness of the daylight
And the lives in which we're small

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