Horizon's Potential
Why must the colors
Of the horizon thereafter
Forever be of contradictory nature
Why must the sky be made
Of golden yellow
With the promise of a brighter future
And at the same time the same light
Be tethered to the far more realistic
Be tied to the reality
Of humanity's limitations
How could the horizon carry hope
When the imperfect creatures
Carry an indifferent torch
Into future's unknown
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