Monday, November 16, 2009

Of dawns and doors

In the blanket of the night,
Waddling thru the swampy mud
"Push on! The dawn is nearing."
This, I tell myself.

Endless problems, clinging,
Hurriedly moved to solve
"Hang on! The door is opening."
This, I share with you.



Question to answer after exams: What is a victorious life?

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