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Nov 30, 2004 23:01

The Path

My life was clouded,
A dark destiny my path.
Every step led further,
into the abyss.
The Mystery caused pain,
that time would not heal.
No turn would lead out,
Nor did I find a bright place.
Rather it found me,
The path was visible.
Every wound was healed,
Life was clear.
I stumbled from that path,
Returned to the abysmal depth.
Again I await the day,
when my light will find me.
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