lundi, février 15, 2010

Light

From a desperate time
I've been swooped from under
Like a wind taking me
me; the sailboat

I've been stalled all this time
now finally moving
towards maybe hapiness?
Who knows, but the ride is good

When looking back on my past
All is lost in a fog of doubt
but when looking foward
I see, finally, light and ... future?

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