Survival

Though the world is heavy on your shoulders

Still it turns

The moon waxes and wanes,

The sea ebbs and flows,

The trees blossom and shed leaves.

Through joy, through sadness, through pain,

We are borne along,

Our little worlds swept up in the great ocean of Time.

Though your heart is heavy

This does not delay your passage through life

No matter your griefs and fears

Still the world turns.

Still you must live.

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