A man who walks through the gold
Shall always walk in the cold
A man who digs through the stone
Shall never find himself alone
A man who walks the path of sun
Will not know how to run
A man who walks towards the moon
Knows an end is very soon
Those who live with no wrong
Shall live a life, very long
Those who've passed a rough path
Shall always look at the past
They who walk through the storm
Find themselves proudly torn
They who've passed through the light
Will always be contained in fright
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