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Vanity and insecurity tucked into their proper places,

Sunrise, sunset.

Friends and lovers past, a sea of half-remembered faces,

Sunrise, sunset.

Chances missed and paths leading to the roads less traveled by,

Sunrise, sunset.

Moon towering high ruling over night,

Sunrise, sunset.

Enduring fears dissolving,

Relentlessly evolving,

Without change we are nothing.

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