A Vast Ocean

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I have hidden in a dark corner where the shadows never move and light never shines and I wonder why my eyes have gone blind. I look around and see nothing, but I stay where I am for fear of finding out that I have wasted all my life in Limbo when all the while I've held the keys in my hand. I have come to realize I am overlooking a vast ocean of despair where I am alone in a cave and my voice is still there but I have forgotten how to speak. Sometimes I see boats floating by. I see them but they cannot see me and to ask for help is unthinkable. I see darkness through clouded dreams and I long for something more.

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