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by Archives March 17, 2009

Lamp light rolling in the dark,
Small road covered in the meekness
Of the mountain top. I Move
Ever so quietly.

Reaching the top of the peak
I Step out to feel the breeze
Wash my face. Knowing very well
That many years have pasted for this
Small moment.

I remember how life was once before
And how life is now.
Inconveniences come and
Go but true wonderment
Lasts forever.

The air gets warmer and the trees
Wave in anticipation. Tiny animals
Move about awaking from their slumber.

I spread my arms out wide and stand tall.
Finally rejoicing as the Sun rises across the
Horizon and brings me back to life.

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