The night is the worst,
for one cannot see
in darkness,
and finding the way
seems impossible.
It is when daylight comes,
that the path seems clearer.
Though the road ahead
is foggy, the light
portrays a possibility,
that the darkness never
could convey.
In the blackness, remember
golden rays that light
the path, and with cloudy vision,
do not grow weary,
but know you've not
lost your way.

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