Darkness I was placed into
A corner with no light
I looked what was in front of me
A wall, a fictitious wall
Why do I listen to others
They are my wall
They are not my light
Alas I hear a voice within
Turn around that is the wrong route
A seed always searches upward by itself
See the light
It blinds you when you sit in darkness
But arise, arise oh wonder
The flower*
Dom*Colucci 2011
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