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Night is blinding
The road seems eternal with colorless blobs surrounding its path
With little to look at leaving me fearful and uncertain
It twists and turns as if a blowing curtain
The moon sheds some light
Too weak to guide my way
It sits and awaits to be chase by the sun
And reveal this dark world around
So I will follow this road till tomorrow
And begin once again
On a new horizon's...
Monday 13th October 2014 10:26 am
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