Storm has passed
Murky night is over
Brace Myself
The future is clearer
Sweats have dried
Tears run out
Time to choose my direction
North, West, East or South?
Brush off the dust
Let me take my first step
Scared but determined
I will not lose grip
The bright sun shines through
Dazzling and golden
A new chapter of my journey
is about to begin
©eugene
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