When the last is gone of our hopes,
Shall we let our bodies dangle on ropes?
Shall the night give up those secret tears
Shade behind her walls, begotten of hidden fears?
Shall we choose to sleep?
Rather than face reality and weep?
How i love to think and think,
Think and think and think and think...
That is what life is all about...
Thinking and thinking.
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