How much deep are your thoughts here
that very height of the target is yours here
if you have to get the ocean
you have to collide every day like waves, O dear!
Who has as much vitality here
that much happiness will only be visible to him here
If only the wounds of sorrow are near
your heart has to be bigger only, O dear!
if you are still sitting on the edge
you will always be beaten by life, here
if you can't see the road
your goal needs to be bigger, O dear!
life is to live if we
have to collide every day like waves
O, dear!
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