Glowing in the dark

A pitch black forest,

Afraid to enter it,

But had to cross,

No matter what,

This time I won’t turn back.

 

Suddenly something starts to glow,

I am about to follow,

To find the mysterious source,

I keep walking,

One foot after another,

Not thinking much,

Like a curious soul,

I keep walking.

 

Suddenly, I crossed the forest,

Where is the glow,

In the hut across the road,

I saw a mirror,

It was me all the way,

I followed myself out of the dark and into the glow….

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