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I am older than I used to be
not as bold and not as free
and the wind upon my sails have died.
yet still tomorrow calls.
even as the journey stalls
Still waters lift me up, hold me high.
another day, another dawn
another chance to carry on
and so I cannot stop to rest
the sun is setting on my quest.

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