When
The more you chase the light
the further and further it goes,
you tried running towards it
and away from it
It didn't matter how much you struggled,
it wasn't bothered by your anguish
nor cared about your wretchedness,
just gave a cold shoulder and passed through you
Naught weighed in,
how badly you wanted it's warmth and tenderness
nor taken into account,
the sound of desperation in your voice
Nonetheless, you keep longing
for that day,
the promise of redemption
for all eternity
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