From day and night we enter darkness to light
from hope to despair .. the beginning to end
with first and last.. we see the right and wrong
judging whole and broken.. define joy and sorrow
from our incomplete.. we seek to complete
the journeys left marks on our soul.. fragrances of smoking past
nothing stays when we dare to go.. we stay.. long enough
to love.. to enjoy this we hold onto.. with our own hands
when we are ready.. we go on together
with nothing left behind
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