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The light is blinding as I walk toward the dark. Taking a glance back at the road I’ve travelled, feel it crumbling beneath my feet for the last time.

Onward I go toward the darkness I go. The bright light steadily fading. Bittersweet tears being to trickle down my face and I know release is almost here,

The light is all, but gone as I free fall into a sea of relief. The dark is a welcoming embrace and I am at peace.



Canadian with a passion for books and writing.

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