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Michael Hill May 2016
walking with the sunset
as it sets behind the mountains
i see my shadow disappear
seeing the sun turn into darkness

the night is here the day is gone
i see the stars above me
holding my body tight
as the cold air try's bind me

then i see a shooting star
brightly shining past me
i make a wish before it gone
to see the light at the dawn of dawn

as i lay my back against a stone
for the light to shine and guide me home
so i close my eyes and go to sleep
until the sun makes it peak

for when it shines
I'll know it's time
to walk with the sun as a guide
to show me the way to get back home
where I'll no longer be alone
this was one of my 30 poems i had to write for april

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