Lurking below the dark waters
Are treasures unknown
And dangers too real
Scared be us, but of what?
Inside the black darkness
Enter we must
But with hopes of what?
Sheer tragedy or happiness unbound?
With time clicking in your head
And sweat dripping down your back
You take a step forward
Knowing, there’s no other way
What’s to be expected
From life’s great moments
When they are mere illusions of today,
The only real thing being tomorrow.
Shadows of tomorrow,
Leering at you today.
Will you walk ahead with head held high?
Will you?
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