And a bit of misery on the other side
Our dreaming makes that clear
Some things don’t go right
In the midst of other just
Brilliant achievements
And even if we only slowly
Earn the courage to fail somehow
There’s always a constant supply of trying
The will of a million stars
Flows through us after all once seen
We only give them passage
Who knows what they will make of us yet
Industrious engines of fate
Out of what’s weak and great
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