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This a shot I took while I was in NewZealand, I believe I was in a small town called Wanaka ( the spelling might be wrong).. I never got the chance to know the name of the lake

the photo is not edited.

Dark breaks into light
And days pass as my breathes grow slow
A dim twinkle of hope shines miles away
Singing its song while the cruel winds blow

I met the flare of despair
And all my fears reflected in my eyes
But still miles away the hope twinkles like a star
So I felt it was the time to throw my dice

There is no luck in this game
Only the choices I have played under the mercy of fate
I wonder how much longer I will stay
Until I find my way out of the custody of hate

People lack of understanding
Has been killing my soul with no grace
My choice was not to be like the rest of these souls
I am breaking my chains, I am washing my face

No more stories of hate, no more foolish choices
With love I want to wash away my stains
I am no more a captive of this silly game
For am breaking myself out of these cold chains

Because miles away I can still see hope
And the world doesn’t matter to me anymore
Am leaving a world that has its spirit in its core
Am setting my sails to leave the hatred shores

Description
This a shot I took while I was in NewZealand, I believe I was in a small town called Wanaka ( the spelling might be wrong).. I never got the chance to know the name of the lake

the photo is not edited.

Dark breaks into light
And days pass as my breathes grow slow
A dim twinkle of hope shines miles away
Singing its song while the cruel winds blow

I met the flare of despair
And all my fears reflected in my eyes
But still miles away the hope twinkles like a star
So I felt it was the time to throw my dice

There is no luck in this game
Only the choices I have played under the mercy of fate
I wonder how much longer I will stay
Until I find my way out of the custody of hate

People lack of understanding
Has been killing my soul with no grace
My choice was not to be like the rest of these souls
I am breaking my chains, I am washing my face

No more stories of hate, no more foolish choices
With love I want to wash away my stains
I am no more a captive of this silly game
For am breaking myself out of these cold chains

Because miles away I can still see hope
And the world doesn’t matter to me anymore
Am leaving a world that has its spirit in its core
Am setting my sails to leave the hatred shores