I rose by the warmth of sun,All I do is dance or run,I drift where winds have spun,All I know are joy and fun,
New and mystic on my way,Chilled and heavy on the bay,Clouds made my life grey,Something drowned me away,
Diffidence crawled my heart,Feels like a blind dart,As rain I must depart,Now ready for life's art,
Via rivers that bend and turn,Through mud pits, I still yearn,Maybe a raindrop to return,Or a student who’ll burn.



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