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The fear of the unknown,<\/p>

swimming in open waters,<\/p>

of what lurks beneath,<\/p>

But it isn\u2019t the dark<\/p>

that frightens us,<\/p>

but the certainty of our reflection within it.<\/p>

We call it light, but it\u2019s really a kind of forgiveness<\/p>

for all the things we never quite became:<\/p>

the things we tried to drown in daylight,<\/p>

the versions of ourselves we only meet<\/p>

in the honest hours,<\/p>

when we should be asleep.<\/p>

There\u2019s a strange democracy in the dark,<\/p>

listening to the kettle begin its faithful warble.<\/p>

So we keep a night light on,<\/p>

not to see,<\/p>

but to believe,<\/p>

to let someone, somewhere, know<\/p>

that we are still burning a light for them.<\/p>

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