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Jan 2015
I can see it



There
                   off in the distance.

So                                        far
     I can barely make it out

Its bright
                 beautiful

magnificent to
                                                   behold.

      My future riddled with apprehension and doubt
my destiny a blank puzzle.






Yet                     still
              I
see                      it

Over          ­                       m
                                      o       u
                                   n             t
                                a                     i  
                                           n
Over      r
            o  c
              k

Through          ­                d                  a                 n
                                                   g                 e                     r
and            t
                  r
                    i
                  a
                    l
H a r d s h i p  
                                                             ­                                   and s u f f e r i n g

It lies
                                    waiting for me to appear.

Waiting
                      for
                                   me
                                              to
                                                                ­        appear.

From so far away
I can see it.
Mark Steigerwald
Written by
Mark Steigerwald  Virginia
(Virginia)   
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