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The Tale Ahead

The journey of life is too long
Everyday reopens a new door
Every latch leaves you weak or strong
Today on cloud nine tomorrow on floor.

Emotions wobble up your heart
Thoughts scratch your mind
How the next day will start?
Wish I could click and rewind.

He said his days of glory have begun
She said her sorrows will never end
He never came home, he was undone
She stood there all happy and content.

The road with bumps and jerky rides
The sea with tides and storm
Will be smooth with peaceful nights
Calm and entirely warm.

This tour is a lost caravan
This man is random, that is your kin
You believe it since the world began
Never tried to change and think.

After hours of dreams and guesses
You curl up in your bed
Shades of life give you many sketches
But no one knows the tale ahead...


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