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With the darkness comes the stillness of people sleeping

And in that stillness the day’s pains and joys come flooding through my fingers, hurrying onto the page;

Exposing the deepest workings of my brain and the fear resting in my heart

It is then and only then I find the ability to breath freely again.

By Lucy Williams

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