The beacon of light that glimmers in the distance,
It was put there so many years ago.
Through a thousand storms it has survived,
Still shining bright, yet while never growing old.
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“Answer me one thing”, I asked the old man that day…
“What scares you the most?”
“Is it life, or is it death that you fear?”
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It could have been easier, so much easier, if he had only decided on another course of action that late evening’s night.  I ponder back on it now, and a thousand words of terror still haunt my mind.  What was the
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A thousand trees standing in front of me, painting the scene, the scene of a landscape of stupendous green, all of which these two eyes have never seen, each with branches that tickle
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A river of deep flows what seems a mile below
Above is a bridge, only to a few is it known
Deep in a forest as dark as the night
It is here that I learned the secret of life
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