straight on this long, continuing road straight on this long, continuing road
there is surely something to believe in
like a traveler in the midst of the wind
I have my eyes on the northern sky
the passionate feelings that were beginning to vanish
once again sway in radiance in my chest
I don't want the tears to spill
as so not to lose to my weaker self
in eyes holding only an unadorned spirit
there are great, unseen wings
I open my arms while singing
to embrace the perpetuity of time
to be tied to life
there is surely something to believe in
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