Crawling out of the dark cave where I tend to hide
I hear noises
I see light
I force myself to open my eyes
I take it all in
As the tree branches dance
The creatures big and small put me in a trance
I gain my lost smile
I once loved this place
It’s like a familiar face that I cannot remember
Someone I lost one cold December
But the leaves are turning green
And so it seems that I must put the past behind
I can no longer choose to be blind
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