I know this guy. He had so much promise, so much light within his soul it was a Beautiful thing to behold. Now though, the light has went out and he tries so desperately to find a match or something to start the fire again. He'll find it eventually. Maybe he has not a clue that there are things all around him that can ignite that fire again. I'm sure that there are. He just likes the darkness. And he'll find the ignition soon enough, when he is ready to feel the warmth again. But for now, he finds solitude and strength in that same darkness where most would find it absolutely cold and unbearable. But one must understand darkness to appreciate the effulgent light. Right?
Seeing is easy in the light, but the darkness hones the other senses we all possess; yet, we do not use them to their full potential, less we live in and appreciate the darkness for a time.
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