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Apr 2019
It is pitch dark
I can't see my hands in front of my eyes
I don't know where I'm going
Where am I?
 
I shuffle
One uncertain foot in from of the other
Hands stretched out
Afraid of falling and scared of pain
 
I stumble
Knees hit the hands stone
The instability in my body gets me down
The uncertainty in my heart keeps me down
 
You're with me
Take me by the arm and lead me
You don't carry me, I'm walking
But you are the eyes through which I see
 
I continue shuffling
Easier than before
The road ahead is not brighter
But I feel safe where I am now
Alzet Weideman
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Alzet Weideman  21/F/South-Africa
(21/F/South-Africa)   
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