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The Unknown 

If I could see what was waiting would I still walk this path? Or 
would I trample dreams in solemn ground or 
enjoy every breath? 
I would roll the die and gamble faiths, 
but the pessimist is too strong. 
I'm not the willing, nor the wanting, 
but the need for resolution. 
Grant me the mind of the humble shrew 
whose hunger doesn't devour him. 
For my digging thoughts dig ever more, 
and lose me in the dark. 
 
So I walk towards the unknown, 
faithless.
Written by MrAlptraum (Mr A)
Published | Edited 8th Apr 2012
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