in my cave I am safe
safe for a day or a night
or that is my delusion
everything is relative
space is bent that way
safety is a locked door
yet there is no safety
death crashes in at will
safety is a feeling
safety is contentment
feeling and knowing
that I am alive for now
I do not wait for death
I wait for sunrise
to illuminate my path
light creeps into my haven
dark stone softens its hue
earth tones come to life
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