It was then that I realized
a bright light lay ahead of me
I felt cold and drowsy
but I kept walking
that day in April and when
I reached the end
the clocks were striking thirteen
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It was then that I realized
a bright light lay ahead of me
I felt cold and drowsy
but I kept walking
that day in April and when
I reached the end
the clocks were striking thirteen
I really like this one. It seems slightly eerie in the end. Yet still so powerful.