In the maze of sun-signs, poker chips and braveness
They are looking for something; Ah! not a thing
Hard work changing their timelines without a hint
From the crevices of the wall, life is peeping
In the maze of tipping points, moving planets and perseverence
They are looking for something; Ah! not a thing
Contentedness keeping their timelines compromised
From the swollen skins, life is dripping
In the maze of right times, charms and patience
They are looking for something; Ah! not a thing
His cane destroying their timelines without pain
From the glowing red, life is missing!
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