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Forever racing raindrops, never reaching light,
Never stopping, never able, in this pointless game,
Forever chasing shadows, across the endless night.
A sliver of a moon, hardly glowing, hardly bright,
Roaring rain, howling wind, a beast that cannot be tamed,
And forever racing raindrops, never reaching light.
Is there a point, is there a purpose, to this perilous fight?
It will not bring grandeur, reap rewards, grant fame,
Only forever chasing shadows, across the endless night.
A lone star, faded and pale, flickering in fright,