Time begins its unending course at the source of the river winding.
The universe, an unstoppable force and, of course, it's eternally binding.
I search to find the eternal spring, the thing that eludes me still.
While time keeps flowing, onward going, I guess it always will.
Long have I looked through the forest of life, but the strife was holding me back.
Searching madly for the stream, in a dream, and everything I did lack.
Finally the end of my journey is here, I fear it too soon has ended.
Time has run out for my life on this earth, and now my time is suspended.
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