The shadows behind the trees beckon
My eyes linger on the light
Flying through the dark alley
They cannot hurt me, I will not go
Nothing will happen
It is utterly impossible
I have not left my mark
Upon the world
Just yet
Do not take me, it isn’t fair
Imagined fears exist
In the cloak of night
Invisible eyes follow me
As I race myself home
A race I will always lose
My eyes linger on the light
Flying through the dark alley
They cannot hurt me, I will not go
Nothing will happen
It is utterly impossible
I have not left my mark
Upon the world
Just yet
Do not take me, it isn’t fair
Imagined fears exist
In the cloak of night
Invisible eyes follow me
As I race myself home
A race I will always lose

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