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All life is but the climbing of a hill
To seek the sun that ranges far beyond
Confused with stars and lesser lights on
And planets where the darkness reign is still
All life is but the seeking for that sun
That never lets one living out of dying
The flames beyond the circles of the eye
Were never and forever are as one
And seeking always through this human spin
That spread it’s drift of years beneath the sky
Confused with living going simply
Unknowing and unknown into the why
They fling themselves sun