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This is an old one. But I remember thinking about Lord of the Rings when I wrote it back in 2008, November 1st that is...

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Oh, life.
It has a wonderful way of telling you there's still beauty.
It opens your eyes whenever you fear the dark creepin’ in.
It shows you all the possibilities you’re afraid of even considering.
It makes you stop dead for a second, makes you breathe in again.
It doesn’t always lead you along the right path, but
Then again,
roadsides are often misleading any ways.

It can hit you in a moment you thought was immune to sentiments,
A moment you were completely absorbed in your work,
your everyday chores, when you were following a train of thought.

So you stop dead again, if only for another second of your life.
You’re reminded that there is something out there that,
unexpectedly, lets you draw breath again, even though you surrendered.

This feeling might pass in no time at all,
but the memory lingers on
and lets you keep holding on.