Travelling
Down a rocky road
Carrying
All our load
Of mistakes
We have made
Knowing
That we may die
Trying
Desperately not to cry
For it is unknown
What will become of us
Remembering
Que Sera Sera
Looking
Up at the stars
Happiness
Because we know
Whatever will be, will be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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