Threshold of day and night,
Must be somewhere around,
But why is it so hard,
For one to have it found?
Minute a time passed,
From bright to never light,
There be any state, oh,
Something sure not is right.
It is as if someone,
Up there above the clouds,
Taught us human beings,
To always look around.
One day, you are so young,
The next may not be so,
Today, you are living,
Not knowing time of woe.
Many advices are,
About what one should do,
Either of them is fine,
My opinion is so.
The fact that you are here,
To get "goods-grief", the world's,
Is in itself the best,
A gift adorned with pearls.
So do what you believe,
So when the time does come,
"So long.", just say to Earth,
So that you leave with hum.
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