What’s on the other side of this tide
Is it so worthy to mount and ride
Will the endurance bring pride
Or the salt wind will claim me as its bride
What’s there for a rainbow to hide
Behind its smiling colourful slide
Do I need to sail the blue ocean to guide
If so, then let blue waters be deep and wide
What’s there in the eye that got dried
What’s there in the wound that hadn’t cried
What’s there in the life that hadn’t died
What’s there on the other side...
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