Day and night forever going
Into the miasma of tomorrow
Memories from hours glowing
Whatever they might borrow
Rising influences and going on
Into their shivering gone past
Wishes warped but never done
Everything moves on so steadfast
Beaming lights into every start
Finding a new way to fascinate
Rising high from its first impart
Always to give of its own weight
Swinging contrast in gentle aim
Building on its past forevermore
Roots to develop and life to tame
Opening up its expectations door
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