Broken tears of fear and love,
guilding each new step in the falling sands of life.
One soldier falls as another steps to lead,
like the winds of the wisping moon.
As sun day dawns with fire flies swarming,
new beginnings rise with each flower turning.
Quiet and soft the hearts are thumping,
like the melodies of a fresh forest rain.
Time flows with the mountian streams,
as if stars above are found below.
Keeping time with each striking flash,
as one moment to the next fills each everlasting.
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