Art stone that tumbles
Underneath the shallow water.
Live life 'thout grumbles
In sorrow or laughter.
Faith to thyself,
Effort and courage.
Drown to one's yelp
In a hollow cage
Rose from thine sleep
Experiment thine seed
Consume; thine schlep
To future beheed
A train with no coal
A rail with no goal
Fear naught thine sole
Fear naught lives' bestole
Set first yet footsteps
yet never aloft one
Count ne'er one's debts
non-abstract'll begone
Naught a single trace
of hope be on maze
There're No other ways,
just wastin' the days
Path leads to path
None can anew what ye hath
All are foretold
thy've none to behold
We're on a common freight
On an identical highway
In A train with no coal
& A rail with no goal.
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