In dreams we wander, far from home, To lands where golden rivers flow. The call of hope, the promise sweet, For fields where life and fortune meet.
Yet in our hearts, a silent plea, For roots that bind, for memories free. In search we go, through night and dawn, But find ourselves where we belong.
With hearts unbound and eyes agleam, We chart the unknown, where wild winds scream. Over mountains, through oceans wide, We march with courage as our guide.
Fearless of the shadows cast, Embracing each moment, making it last. For in each step, each daring stride, Lies the essence of life in its fullest tide.
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