It is my wish that all things lay as they lay
That truth is known not as what is desired
But of yet what the outcome of moments passed
That we become more of the Earth we live from
The air that blows one direction or the other
The rain that had fallen or had not fallen
Everything moves on as an eternal outcome
To seek why the outcome is only reasoning for brain
But yet outcome is as it is and lay as it must
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