Quickly Fell I
Quickly fell I down the pit of despair
But at the bottom, I saw a light.
At the end of this tunnel of storms, as I found,
The new day brought peace and delight.
Why at first did it seem like a pit?
What bleak outlook made me err?
For fear of evil I was ensnared
My view of goodness was impaired
Now I see clearly; now I can learn;
The mysteries of life will be laid bare.
This poem is about:
Me
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