We sit in darkness, facing toward the wall,And watch the dancing shapes of grey and black.We name the flickering phantoms as they fall,Too terrified to ever look right back.For we mistake the echo for the cry,And take the painted copy for the true;Content to let our fleeting lifetimes fly,In ignorance of what is bright and new.But should one broken captive slip his chain,And climb the rugged path to meet the sun,The blinding light will bring a sudden pain,Before the real universe is won.To know the world, we must endure the burn,Abandoning the dark to never return.
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