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The sun will rise, and later set

This hard road goes longer yet

My only witness, the damn black dog

At my heels, until the fog

Ahead, three lights call me on

I would make it if I were strong

But the strength left me long ago

The body wants, the mind says No

Nothing but echoes and the dog

I remain lost in this fog

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