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End of the road

the lights are dim
eye's are closing
up against the race with time
the roads are empty
hopes are fading with
every seconds of
departing light
time is running out
emptiness surrounds
a certain fear arise from
distance
and the road never seems to end
the sound of darkness is calling now
and hopes are certainly falling now
a mystery then,
mystery it remains
at the end of the road

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