No rest for the weary,
No break for the blind,
As we walk drearily through space and time
Searching for that which we cannot find
As winter winds mount and our strength becomes dreary
And we see all around us so unkind
As we gather our strength and leave the doubt behind
Clinging to the ladder the great ones left us to climb
Given this wisdom that is so bleary
As we pretend like the greatest of mimes
For to forget this path is the true crime
So let us connect while we are in our prime
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