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Trust not the fruit that falls from bitter trees,
there will come a day when they grow tall and sweet,
swaying in calm winds of change.

Watch not the clouds of darkness,
that cover summer skies,
time shall blow them away.
Forgotten as a memory is once used.

Grab at moonbeams,
shining in the eternal darkness,
count shooting stars,
that use the fire of heavens to breathe.

Love morning and night,
for they are alone, never to meet,
love trriangle of afternoon's greed.
Raise your eyes from the wrong
and hope.