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The seed becomes a tree
Its flowers turn to fruits and then fall free After being committed to its growth the old man is finally happy

Oh tough glee
Why do I, after the gain seek you ?

Maybe the goals weren't mine
Maybe I just followed the rhymes

Or  maybe I  believed in an allusion
That connects happiness to an endless ladder
Every step make you think you are closer
When you'll be from the safe ground further

The old man didn't find happiness when he finished
He kept smiling during all the growth

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