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