Life spent lavishly like Eli’s sons
Vision seen and neglected
Flying leaving no trace
Immortality should the work of hand
Searching for the hero inside
Looking up to you-self inspiration
This YOUNG FELLOW bliss about my eyes as pain
This SMART CHAP doomed
DICING TIME gladness cast a wail
While unblooms the best hope not SOWN?
Well to do with the RESOURCE
Life took a turn forever
How arrives it joy.
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