Flying high, on the pinnacle of life
Soaring
In contentment and peace
Such is
State of perpetual solitude, of ease
When the path has been chosen
Deliberately
With thought of right and wrong
Then surely
I am entitled to sing the joyful song
The journey has begun
Excitedly
Toward the goal of immortality
Nothing less
Will guide me in this righteous morality
Stuck with clarity to that vision
Vigorously
The dragons on the way have been slayed
From
Undying devotion to my life never strayed
The smiles have accompanied me faithfully
Rewarded
Me with this state of mind
With a promise
That solitude I shall eternally find
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