The final EXODUS
Over the mountains
I spread my wings
and fly away . . .
. . . to another place
Away from this cruel world
over the hills, crossing the rivers
I didn't say goodbye . . .
Beyond the solar system
Out in outer space
to find me a place
to heal my bleeding heart
overwhelmed with sadness
I'm going to build me a place
where I can look at my face
and say . . .
- Yes you did your best
you are the true winner
in this life . . .
Poetry by Dan Cederholm
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Written on 2007-02-08 at 00:05
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