Horizon and Swallow

The road leads on
And I must follow
Yet as I’m drawn
I feel more hollow
In my life’s dawn
I was enveloped
By faces, fawn
…The road developed

Then, one by one
In silent excuse
Their gravity won
Just following cues
I, the trembling son
Fearing a life fallow
Now I do walk on
Horizon and swallow





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