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A long dusty road,
dry lonely road.
no one calls my name.
no one.
i've been here for years.
missing the ocean and the rain.
missing something to piece me together,
like an unfinished puzzle
i've been left aside.
forgotten. and now old.

dreaming of.
seemingly distant from.
the refreshing dawn.
with a fresh tasting horizon.
it was swift and sweeping.
but became long and distant.
now a hopeless dusk.

If my story never starts,
How can i expect to finish?
there seems to be a dead end
at this end of the road.
no room for a turn around.
the suns going down
on this old forgotten town.
it's time to go home.