So less a time, and vastness spread,
forever and ever, in the path ahead.
I stand and see, with fatigue & loss,
a journey that far, will never be close.
I start my steps, already I lost,
for in this race, time is my host.
Melancholy thoughts, my mind I blind,
will never find things, I want to find.
I can't read books, I want to read,
nor listen to whom, I want to heed.
Not know things that, I want to know,
for there's no rock, that stop its flow.
I recognize my cause is lost,
still persistent to give my most.
The majesty, wonder, just a peek,
a little glimpse, that's all I seek.
The path leads on, but I will rest,
for in my time, I did my best.
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