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Dec 2015
Running into the night,
searching for the light,
that will bring me
out of the dark,
into the light of day.

Escaping the demons
lurking quite near.
Watching my moves,
thoughts then deeds.
Keeping watch in the dark

Moving left then right
running through the night,
searching to escape.
As the little *******
get in my face.

As they get closer
in an attempt
to take my light,
I close the door on this night,
so I am sure I stay within the light.
Willard Wells
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Willard Wells  Sacramento, CA. USA
(Sacramento, CA. USA)   
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