The thing with light.
I left home at midnight.
I walked alone in the cool, dark night. 
A rustle of leaves here; A step on twigs there, 
I stopped and turned around to see if anyone was there. 
You would imagine I would be afraid. 
For the night was dark, and I was a lonesome girl without a destination. 
They showed themselves after a few seconds,
The ghosts of the night.
"Where are you headed?" asked one ghost to my surprise, 
"Nowhere in particular." said I. 
"How do you think you'll get through this night? Aren't you afraid of the dark?" 
I smiled, looked up, and said,
"The stars."
Before the dumbfounded ghosts could say anything, 
I turned and continued my journey to somewhere. 
***
"Don't go in there," a whisper I heard. 
"Why not?" I asked.
"It's a snarl!" urgency noted. 
I smiled, and I entered.
Oh so dark! I was blind with eyes. 
I walked; I knew something was there! 
After a long time, I saw it. 
Light. 
I exited.
***
The night before I cried, tonight I smiled, and tomorrow, I'll laugh. 
I wait for the Aurora. 
History will repeat itself.
***
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