Born in absence of light
Raised within the darkness
Grew up inside shadows
Set free to fly at night
Grays begin to quietly fade
As if swallowed by obsidian
Blackness my companion
All form of light betrayed
Pitch of onyx never known
Well before or ever after
It has a certain warmth
Yet comfort chills to bone
Contentment found here
Inside this heavy cloak
Surrounding me wholly
I watch ME disappear
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