shrinking

what i would do

but i do not

what i would say

but go silent

what i would give

but withhold or finagle

to donate less

each opportunity

find me smaller

let us know darkness

 let us know darkness

with comforter of stars blanketed

above us muffled in earth mist

before our small faces are turned

with out world toward the sun

let us know darkness of soul

the small, cruel parts of self

we want to deny, for only then

can we face all of who we are

and bring sunlight to our shadow

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