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My savior, please take my hand ...
every time I look down I see the darkness trying to suck me up, I feel it crawling on my body. They are black, cold, ruthless ...
I feel on the edge of a ravine that is getting deeper and darker.
Please, my savior, grab my hand, before it's too late.
Nighthoughts, February 2021