My eyes will always set in the horizons
Forever gazing at the dreams at the future
If it has not
Then perhaps it found something worth while
To look, to see, to stare
My arms will always sail into the horizons
Forever reaching to the stars to the endless seams
If it has not
Then perhaps it has found something worthwhile
To hold, to embrace, to keep
You are always at the horizon
Forever beyond my reach but beneath my eyes
If you are not
Then perhaps you have found something worth your time
And maybe it's me, hopefully, wishfully
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I've been writing in this since I was thirteen in 2007. I still am writing in it, and it will probably be my legacy till the day I die. (Don't start reading from the beginning as my writing was atrocious then.)
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