In the dance of dawn’s first light,
Where shadows stretch and dreams take flight,
Each heartbeat sings a fleeting song,
A symphony where we belong.
Moments flicker like stars in the night,
Whispers of joy and echoes of plight,
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
We chase the sun, we learn to fly.
The river flows, it curves and bends,
Carving paths where the journey ends,
With laughter bright and sorrow's trace,
Life’s colors blend, a tender embrace.
In the tapestry woven with joy and pain,
Through storms that scatter and soft spring rain,
We find our strength, we rise, we fall,
Each chapter penned, a wondrous scrawl.
So let us dance in the light of now,
With open hearts and furrowed brow,
For life, my friend, is a fleeting art,
A blending of stories, a beating heart.
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