Running towards the unknown
the darkness and then the sudden light
blinding the eyes and the memory of the non-existent
In there lies my salvation
the water falling from the mountains
the rivers flowing towards the sea
the sun shining for them all
and setting slowly for it doesn't want to leave
Here comes the moon
with all its mystery and its happy-sad tune
the misty eyes at the marvel of nature
here I stand...
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