When you see the brave
Flinch at the dark arising,
Know it is because they
Have faced the pitch dark night before
Bruises are torn marks left
For battling the night
Baby soft skins are a novelty
They do not last through the night
Ignorance is bliss, like seriously
Sleep sleep, do not wake the night
And stare the darkness in the eye
Few have lived to tell the story
Keep your ignorance
And dare the darkness
In bright day light, chest out
With the braveness of bliss
#life #philosophy #culture
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