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My Light

The quest to restore it

By Bruno LopesPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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Weak body and empty soul

So I come to the end of yet another sad day.

But this is my destiny

This is my way.

I still feel the taste of last summer heat

When you were by my side

But this summer breeze has dried up

This summer breeze died

And now in the shadows, you hide

I entered the darkness to look for you

It was difficult but I tried.

And all I could do was lose my light.

That once shined proud and bright

What fool was like a crazy knight

And all I got was your bite

Now I know it was a waste of time.

All I have left is to recover my lost light.

At the top of the highest mountain

And so that mountain i will climb

Escape from you and restore what is mine.

surreal poetry
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