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like a lighthouseI have a tendency of being led on.
Led on by this distant light; it is faint, yet visible.
Like a light of small hope.
My heart would melt by its warmth,
the words spoken that place my thoughts firmly on this idea
that I would surely be loved.
So, I follow it, cautiously, while in the back of my head,
I hope that it leads me somewhere.
And then, the rain falls.
There is something in the way of that light,
blocking my vision, and I cannot see it, anymore.
What is the use of going on? I crash.
From below, I look up at the mighty light-bearer.
Its light is turning, around and around, so that it's
It is much bigger than I am, and I feel useless.
All that I do now is float silently on the ripples
of the icy cold water, emotionless,
yet in constant motion.
And after my crash, after that long path I followed,
I'm still swimming my way, towards it...
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