The Pathway.

Scorched by the heat

Warmed by the sun

Shadows lie blistered away from auld  lang syne,

But I must continue my journey before darkness breaks out
there above the horizons edge.

I start to stumble but am yanked up by a force to be reckoned with

But this is now so untrue

For here I am

Back home just sitting here withering away from this mid day heat.

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