Just a few miles to go, yet so many errands to run,
Just a little while to labour before the descending of the sun.
Got no more time to waver, fulfilling what I came to do.
Let not my departure makes you quaver for I’m merely a pilgrim passing through.
When seasons changes and death overshadows scenes like laurels,
Let blissful memories replace the dolour, express no sad farewells.
Let not the future be devoured by the relics of the past,
There’s a new page to uncover, tomorrow in your grasp.
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