Light at ending tunnels cast
on hopes and apparitions
Nothing more worth searching for
than truth to our conditions
Made to graze through winding days
in echoed silence wander
plans revealed by choice of will
yet meanings left to ponder
All alone though never gone
the midst of our surrounding
Choice of will to ponder still
the silence is resounding
Age to fade the useful stage
on which our dance persuades
til night doth fall and curtains call
and we are all but shades
Echoes trapped in time reminds
the truths of our conditions
with light at ending tunnels cast
on hopes and apparitions
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