Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Night and day.

The night is quiet,
The day is long.
The hour is gone,
But more days will come.
The light is thin,
Yet it is there.
I'll walk to it,
Even if, the road is long,
For time is short,
And the end is near,
Who would be there when it's here,
Will I be? Will you be?
For no one knows.
Until it comes.

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