'Eternity my sight
Death my plight.'
I want to be always free;
never to stop my beating.
To roam this land
'til mountains are sand,
and dying ills defeating.
I want my life
and forever more
and preserve this miracle of being.
To enter a gate of forgotten lore
and my ignorance emptying.
Live on strong my defiant soul,
against ills that try to bind
this house of clay,
to tear it down,
but I shall rise by latent faith,
and defeat alone shall be my wraith,
in the midst of hope in stedfast gait.
Because what I seek
shall find.
I want my life
and forever
more.
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