Dark days (and nights) will continue to encroach upon you, friend. May you have the strength to fight through them as you did so last night.
We are the Pilgrims, master; we shall go
Always a little further; it may be
Beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow
Across that angry or that glimmering sea.
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Dark days (and nights) will continue to encroach upon you, friend. May you have the strength to fight through them as you did so last night.
We are the Pilgrims, master; we shall go
Always a little further; it may be
Beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow
Across that angry or that glimmering sea.