
That roams all the plains of existence
Long waiting and yet seen as mature
Soaked clean through the sea of life's rinse
Shaped by a hand firm and decided
I slowly inch through the blankness
Never feeling unfairly guided
I am begin to act ever more fearless
Now I swim in the veins of many
Who once would shun me far away
No wishing well to find a lucky penny
Instead hearts all have one thing to say
Leaving the negative happily unsaid
Life is better when hope is spread
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