Forthcoming Child

Numerous are the tears that fall among the rain,
The memory haunts the soul as it steals and make it fray,
Each step taken forward might lead us to nowhere in struggle,
But we must never stop to glance the other way.

And though it’s true the path ahead gives no warning to keeps us warm,
We must also bear the darkness, its weight, for it shall protects us and be reborn.

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