From the starlit sky
To the sorrow, salty tear
From which it falls
Shriveled by the crisp chilled air.
The moon shines bright,
Shinning light upon the road less walked
Cold sweat and blood,
Is stained on the road.
Testing us of our strength and courage,
Or faith within our own selves.
To which we have to be true.
We should not give into desire
Of the easier path , and yet, most walked upon it is.
We must challenge our self
To see our true potential.
The moon shining bright
Leading us true to our dreams,
Let it be revealed.
The night air so cold
The fire warming my very core
To which I am now free
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