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Nov 2014
Decaying sun,
Going down and down,
Yet works are undone.
Unknown destination,
Yet walking on.
No idea of perfection,
Just guessing right or wrong,
For every decision.
Every mistake is to learn,
Every fall is to rise,
Every end is to begin,
And through these we are to run,
Until the time is all over,
Until there's a sun.
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Nahid
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   Andrew Quilles, --- and Erenn
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