I awake... or am I?
A red ball sun in a monotone sky
glows at the end of a treeless plain.
Where I've been seems fogged.
Where I'm going is unknown.
Directions are bewildering.
Is this sun setting,
Or is it rising?
Is my journey into blackened night,
Or up to a light-bright day?
The past does not bind me,
but it slows my faltering steps.
Should I run to the sun or from it?
I am confused...
I am in love...
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