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It’s the last day, it’s time to say the final words

It’s a closed study, there is no forever happy 

Its the bend in the road, its a thorn in my side

But does it have to be?

Can it not be a desert, ever stretching 

But with a promise of an end?

Can it not be a river running parallel to land, destined to meet somewhere?

Can it not be, what I wish it to be?

Dare I hope? Dare I lay bare my desires which I cherish enough to hide from the dark, dark world?

I stand at the precipice, hoping for a push 

The edge is daunting, the fall steep

My heart is breaking, its now or never 

Where do I even find the time to weep? 

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