My Future Fight

Fri, 06/21/2013 - 15:28 -- rana94

When the crickets chirp at night, and the sun soars up in the heights, and the palm trees sway in my sight, all I can think about is my future fight.

With the amplified need to strive, I can't help but have this feeling, this urge, meant to drive my dreams and aspirations to revive.

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