Down in the pit,
it’s not so dark or lonely here,
as some said,
those that speak before knowing the truth.
When I was in the pit,
not so long ago,
the third week of the fourth month,
the sun a warm memory,
I stood in understanding.
When nights followed another in the pit,
close on my heels,
a new answer came,
and peace spread within me,
time to go up.
thank you
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