His grip is now released.
Where I pawed for the key.
And lock is through my soul.
As I sought to see.
The night is now far behind.
I shake with fear at the thought of its grasp.
The cold it touches me like its fingers of death.
It's now my own mind that stands in my path.
And my spirit is regained.
As it did in my mind.
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