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4/14/2013

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"A Tuesday, just like many others were,
And many will be in the future times..."
I thought when closed the door, when passed the pines...
But Fate is something I could not avert.
The eyes... The sun, reflecting on the shield
Of mighty bronze that faced the Skaian Gates,
Could not be brighter than these golden plates,
Which thundered through my heart and almost killed.
A step... The glances cross with crumbling sparks.
The breath have stopped, forgotten in the chest.
I slowly blink, I force my gaze to part...
And feel your look... Oh yes... The Gods had blessed
This day, They walked me through this lightened arc,
And turned my life away from useless past.

2010


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