21. Fragile World
Moving together, we pass through time,
Step by step, no reason nor rhyme.
Pondering on our existence here,
For nothing is certain, nothing is clear.
Moving together, we pass through time,
Step by step, no reason nor rhyme.
Pondering on our existence here,
For nothing is certain, nothing is clear.
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Empty net being taken away,
hauled in upon the boat in the bay,
no fish left in the waters they say.
Beautiful day.
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