Across the sands and swells of time,
I wander with this heart of mine.
Along this path I walk alone
My lonely heart has not a home.
Defiant, free, my will strides tall
My soul lamenting of its fall
My spirit, beaten down, yet bright
Cheers them on with guiding light.
My path, unset beneath my feet,
Is singing out a steady beat
That begs my heart to soldier on,
"We cannot be alone for long.
There must be others like us here."
And so, with hope, I swallow fear
And urge my weary feet to move
For love, I know, has more to prove.
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