A landscape of my own
The journey from darkness to light
Through the windows of the train
I cut through mountains
I don’t move mountains
I cut through them
It’s pitch dark like a black hole
And I’m searching for the light
Ignoring this wander is just me
becoming whole
Getting out of this tunnel
Is such an ordeal
As I absorb the shadow
I begin to heal
The time is slow
The earth is low
It takes so long
To get to know
Immersed into the black depth
I become the night
And suddenly, a fire
Right before my eyes
I used to be someone
I escaped to become
A landscape of my own
Every journey is solitary
Darkness is my uniqueness
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