If, clasping hands together on your chest, You turn your back on all the lights that shine And crouch, and bow your head, and stay depressed— You then might think, “This darkness here is mine. ” But what if you stand up and turn around? Now lift your head and face toward the light, And stretch yourself on tiptoe off the ground— The shadow that you cast is out of sight.
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