Dawn
By: Julio Carman
As I trudge the tumultuous hills
Dripping in liquids of my toll,
I found out what I seek,
A rough answer I refuse to look,
that my travels towards a ardent passion.
my eyes I must keep steady.
A map to keep course through,
and continually burning,
yearning for the great dawn of the heavens.
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