A bud once appeared,
It blossomed and spread fragrance,
It would be withered;
A star once shone up in the high,
It emitted light,
It would burn into ashes in the sky;
A river started flowing from a glacier,
It nourished lives on its way,
Would meet the ocean and stop flowing ever;
Sense of love grew in hearts,
Made life beautiful; age, time,
Would decimate it into parts;
Men were born with a vision,
Shown path to all,
Would die in isolation!
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