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The End


You are looking for what is already found,

walking endlessly to a land far away 
while being chased by nothing but a shadow 
reminding you of how life was before.


Clinging on to a compass, like a child with his bear 
Innocently walking to his future, to his demise. 


Standing there, you wait for something to happen 
yet you are confused as to what you are doing.

 
Slowly you start to regain consciousness 
and as you stand up you look around. 


Suddenly you spot a hole in the ground 
And as you look down, a child with a bear is unhesitant, and pushes you down.

 
You look around and spot memories that were supposedly forgotten 
and the second before landing 
you shed a tear
because of all the hidden fear that was encapsulated in the confines of your mind.

 
Then you notice that although everything seems to be finished 
there were still things that you could not help but want to fix...

 
But it is now impossible,
Because it is clearly, The End

 

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