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The Way |
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geschrieben am: 03.05.2000 um 03:21 Uhr
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I climb upon the mountain
just to see what is in the way.
I know what's there,
but must I face it today?
I can only go forward,
even when I look behind.
It doesn't matter which I choose,
I fear what I may find.
So I stand in this time
feeling it frozen in place,
Waiting for me to chose
as indecision swallows my face.
Do I speak,
or do I not?
What if I fall?
What if I'm caught?
Do I look into the light,
to make the path clear?
Will I get there faster
if I follow my fear?
I see what's in my way,
for it draws me near -
Is their a way over,
and can I get there from here?
[i]by Dan Peeper[/i]
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geschrieben am: 08.05.2000 um 01:57 Uhr
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