Below I go meandering
With a glacial stride
Some fear this place of darkness
But it’s where I go to hide
The monsters left so long ago
So I can be alone
Once youth is lost you come to know
The monsters are your clone
For angry you, and bitter you
And you plagued with regrets
For haughty you and jealous you
What growing up begets
But as the candles multiply
There is an integration
You can no longer court denial
With this clever separation
In this place now monsterless
there only stands a mirror
Tis’ not cursed or enchanted
but reality much clearer
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