I will go away
'till I find a way
Any one way might just do in the array
But where I pray
I shall largely stray
To gladly tarry a little while on wild train
To share in cupful of cheers and gains
Among clans who short-circuited labyrinth of path
Nigh happy horizons and happier terrains
Where all illusions are slain
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