Looking into the unknown future,
Every coming wave frightens me
Thinking of a timeless pleasure,
A wounded heart saddens me
Though I take every measure,
For those wounds not to remind me
I still stand in a lonely pasture,
As a morning breeze surrounds me
Still there is time to venture,
Into the perceived darkness around me
Every step I take, I murmur,
May the light be beside me!
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