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I follow the sun from a distance
(and live a little)
I pass the shadows to my left
find my strength in the solar wake
running up for the light
fight for hope
find it caught up by the dark
find it beaten by fate
whispered promises
got broken, unmendedly
of then, and years after
washed upon the beaches
of a file long gone
But I will go
I will hide every word
I will find my lips with peace
In my empty thoughts
I will look for questions
I will go
With hope filled arms
I will look for signs
Asking me why I kneel to life
I will go
I will pray for saviour
And will welcome any ending
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