One life to lead,
Lots of things to be done.
Who to care for,
For whom,you are none.
The carefree rides,
The lively strides.
The picturesque mountains,
The hideous dens.
Perception of being strong,
Triumph over nothing wrong.
To whom do we raise toast,
The dancing guest or jovial host.
One life to lead,
Joy and grief to be realized.
In times of eternal ponder,
Worth of being revealed in delight.
The flowing river for aid,
The flying leaves for shade.
The sun kissed meadows for fun,
The long talks in need of churn.
Belief to outshine self,
Rests in belief to be happy.
The grave is so far,
As far as the mind thinks it to be.

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