Never-ending Horizon

Gloomy. Lonely.

I feel isolated whenever I see the horizon. I want to run and go beyond it. When I see the horizon, I feel like I don’t belong here. I want to go further and let my feet touch the lands past the horizon I see.

Isolation. I hate this feeling. What should I do to get past that line that stretches between me and the great places beyond it? Until when would I keep running to meet the horizon?

Wishes. Hopes. Dreams. The things I cling to. I wish to get a glimpse of the places beyond. I hope to feel the cool winds of distant lands. I dream to touch a snowflake and a handful of sand in a desert.

Until when? How? Where will my dreams take me? I don’t know. But I know that one day, I must go beyond the horizon.


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