Life is but a shortened quest,
Make your dreams, take no rest,
Reach out for the shrouded crest,
As you drift towards the west.
Dont think too much, let it be;
Look beyond the open sea,
Burst the bubbles floating free,
Paint again the dying tree.
Feel the wind blowing near,
Cast away the darkened fear,
Throw what you cannot bear,
Live as long as you are here.
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