In the dark night
I see a slither of light,
It’s warmth seems to beckon me,
It feels like my spiritual home
I sense it is my comfort zone,
I am curious and I want to know
I am tempted where the light goes,
But then again I actually know
But with remorse and much regret,
I back away knowing it’s not time yet
And that not entering is for the best,
So I retreat into the darkness once again.
fauxcroft 
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