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The Eternal Shore (poem)



There I was upon the shore.

Ever walking in silent bore. I continued walking, never stopping, even when my legs got sore. There I was at midnight glance, and knew I had little chance, but kept on walking toward the light.

Life has left and death has risen, hope to escape a following prison. I have always cried in this sad defeat, and yelled and screamed because of my sorrow, never hoping for a bright tomorrow.

I have long forgotten the date, all I want now is a reasonable fate. It may be slow and last forever, but I will always go, I will always go.


 
 
 

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