Dormant
And it will reveal itself
In the darkest spots
Where the urges are ignored
Where the spiders make their webs
In the shadowy crevices.
And it will thrive
In the dank recesses
Where the light can not reach
Where the mold blooms
In the abandoned corners.
And it will settle in
In the cozy nooks
Where the rotted stumps are
Where the flowers once lived
In the forgotten rooms.
And it will gnaw.
And it will seep.
And it will grow.
And it will wait.
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