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Sep 2012
I looked up to you
I lost you
I lost me
I lost you as a part of me
That part now goes on
In search of who I was
You were my strength
For every lion
At least two cubs
Learn to fight
For survival
Grow to believe
In no doubts
Walk alone
One first time
Yearn for protection
And a word
Imagine a day
Forever shared
Was it real?
I wish to know
Paths of old
But new to me
Dreams so far
A past so near
Walk with doubt
Among large shadows
Walk with grace
Into the fear
Quiet the soul
Without it empty
A strength so deep
I did not see
Who I was
Is not forgotten
To move ahead
Is not new
Written by
Hugo A
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