Unpredictable
The sky is blue
though it seems grey
May we always know
what holds the day
The stars are bright
The moon is light
Shall we always see
through the darkest night
The path is long
and so unkown
Let the mystery be
how we roam
The end doesnt knock
Before entering through the door
May we always feel it in ou....
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