I dream of a peaceful haze,
The distance vast and nature wild,
A hermit who has lost his way,
As pleasant breeze, smooth and mild,
Carries on the sunset pale,
Joined in bloom – the sea of life,
Lonesome, drifting astray,
I walk the ice so thin, so fragile.
So fragile.
On a journey I’ll embark,
The road ahead and story twines,
I’ll read the signs and leave the marks,
I’ll walk the ice, won’t look behind.
All I know - I must walk this earth
So fragile, so fragile…

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