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Jan 2015
The twisting road stretches to the setting sun,
and you need to get to the end.
Follow the road
get there before the sun sinks,
for you don't want this journey to end
in failure.
You mimic the pattern of the sun,
fading when the last light disappears
over the horizon,
letting the moon reign over the night.
But the time is now,
and you must make it.
So you run and run to reach that sun,
but it's sinking quickly
and the twisting road is making it difficult.
Let the rays of light bend over your body
have them pull you into the sun,
so when you fall finally
a new dawn will come,
the sun will rise again
and you will be right there
following.
Tatiana
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Tatiana  27/F/in a lighthouse
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