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The Dark Corner

By the far end is a dark corner, a dark corner that is used by the humans who hide, the humans who are afraid of the light, afraid of what is able to be seen by the light but they are also afraid of what can’t be touched by the light so they stay in that dark corner, but to the humans the unknown is just as terrifying as what is able to be known.

Who is to say that the human mind will not be able to disintegrate into the darkness of that dark corner with there souls, that dark corner that looks to precarious, but the humans don't want to leave that dark corner, the dark precarious corner.
TheΒ humansΒ don'tΒ care anymore,Β noΒ theyΒ just don'tΒ careΒ thatΒ theΒ cornerΒ looksΒ too precarious...
That precarious corner is said to be safe, safe from the varmints that lurks outside the dark precarious corner.
So why… oh why…
Why doesn't the humans just take a chance, to take a chance to see what the light can show them, the light can show them very many wondrous things, things so solemn, and so genuine that it could help them change, to change from this introvert with self hate to an extrovert, a extrovert that is not so excluded from those varmints, those varmints that outside of that dark precarious corner.

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