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Blinded Light

Blinded Light.

 

I walked along the road a little more.

My feet were aching and very sore.

I can see the blinding light showing me the way.

Making me feel like tomorrow might be a better day.

My body is getting tired, and I am breaking down.

It feels like I still have miles to go on this sodden ground.

The road seems to go on forever and never appears to end.

But I continue to march on through the drive-in rain.

The more tired I get my hopes start dwindling.

As I looked to the skies the light is no longer shining

Darkness again descends all around.

The way the blinding light was showing me I never found.

 

Nataiella (2022).

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