Magic trick
Roughly tumble
The edges sharp
The darkness, ever so black
And ever so cold
Chaos
Screams
Fear
Tears
He reaches in
Holds out his hand
I reach and reach
And reach
But I am afraid of the light
It is so bright
The edges are smooth and flowing
He stays quietly
His hand open
I grasp it
And he pulls me
Out of the black hat
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