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Hello darkness, my old friend. I come home, to you

Hello darkness, my old friend.
I come home, to you, again.
For, it is only you,
Who could shroud me;
From all the wily eyes;
That seek to see 
The holes, I have, in me.
Cover me. Protect me.
For, I am weary. I need a place,
To rekindle strength--to heal; 
To appear inviolable.
To them. Again. It is difficult not to remember the song, The Sound Of Silence by Simon and Garfunkel, as I write this. 😅

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Hello darkness, my old friend.
I come home, to you, again.
For, it is only you,
Who could shroud me;
From all the wily eyes;
That seek to see 
The holes, I have, in me.
Cover me. Protect me.
For, I am weary. I need a place,
To rekindle strength--to heal; 
To appear inviolable.
To them. Again. It is difficult not to remember the song, The Sound Of Silence by Simon and Garfunkel, as I write this. 😅

ImageSource: Pinterest
#hellodarkness #yqbaba
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