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Mar 2013
This is the end
you never saw it coming.
Walked your life without looking backwards
without looking sideways
You walked and walked, carefully choosing your steps
while staring relentlessly at the ground,
at your clothes, at the ground again.
Never looking forward.

You forgot what the past was like
The present was a mere blur
You concentrated so much on your ground
you never saw the wall coming.

Now the wall is here.
The end is here.
The future you once so anticipated
has come before time.

Before time...
Carlos Molina
Written by
Carlos Molina  Tegucigalpa
(Tegucigalpa)   
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