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the light of fortune
Buried in the swamp, my legs shiver,
swamps that are made of decisions of my past,
hands tied to the shakles of memories,
and mouth shut by expectations of time.
yet eyes keep watching the vast darkness ahead,
which is hidden in the mist of emotions.
who knows what exists beyond darkness?
the light of fortune or of nirvana!
the key to wisdom or to let yourself free.

© Five Fifteen