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Before Dawn 

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An endless night, the light - unborn
That deepest dark at brink of dawn
The wind is fresh, the feeling - heavy
A heart that beats, a soul that's weary.

 

One lonely cry on someone's shoulder
The crave for love as world grows colder
A breath, a sigh... it's getting chilly
The road's so long - looks almost silly

 

The pace has stopped, the path is blurry
That nagging voice and urge of hurry
A forward look - the goal seems clear
But strength has failed, the price - too dear.

 

Stopped by all that's being hateful
The road is split, the choice - ungrateful
So can we pay and will we struggle
Or maybe vanish in a pile of rubble?.....

 

We've seen the sun, we know it's there
But could we dream and would we dare?
To spark a flame, to set the fire
And search, and reach for something higher?

 

The road feels right, yet so deserted
for a glance shows all who are diverted.
So could we stand and walk together
Relight the dream and get through Nether?

 

June 2020

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  • alenka (Пепи), не разбирам въпроса. Не съм го качвал никъде другаде, а самото стихотворение съм го написал на английски и нито чувствам нужда, нито съм подготвен да го превеждам на български
  • Kaчил си го и в английската версия на сайт. Тук защо не е на български?
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