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Life is a journey, a journey without end,
weaving hope in every corner,
the steps we took are but endless,
of paths that embrace the new horizon.
Look at the broken sky, the stars that emerge,
are beacons that guide lost dreams,
and though the past shows its light shadows,
the future glows, with fiery brightness.
On the horizon, life is forged,
in the fire of now, in the art of being,
Yesterday kisses us, but tomorrow looms,
reaping the fruits of a time to be reborn.
Life was past, but it is more future,
a garden of possibilities that sprout without end,
let us go forward without fear, for the sun will rise,
for on the horizon, there is a new feeling.