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Elicit wisdom tried and true

Where does one go,

When not knowing what to do?

A top of a mountain, silence speaks,

through the dawn of the beauty,

Wind through the trees

Conflicted heartache,

Seems soon to pass

The middle ground,

Restless daunting of task

Sun through the rain

Happiness to ask

Love of a lifetime

Found under the mask

A runaway dream

Waits until the morrow

Time gently soothes

All the sweet sorrow

Much Love Much Life

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