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                                                                Where the good earth became steamy air

                                                                And rolling mountains tore into sea

                                                                There was often a serene serendipity

                                                                Some things were all right

                                                                Wines flowed between our lips

 

                                                                In a sudden break

                                                                With tradition, with continuity,

                                                                The old onward path turned unkind

                                                                A necessary change occurred

                                                                Only a change was needed

 

                                                                But storms came, the worst yet

                                                                The boat sank with all hands

                                                                Being lost in the open sea is terrifying

                                                                Alone, a mighty empty thing

                                                                After the struggle all hope becomes lost

 

                                                                The second vision was clear –

                                                                A total crash; a tumbling write-off

                                                                Leaving us standing in trembling shock

                                                                Alive but together on the dark forest road

                                                                Ready for the next unknown phase