Our generation struggle for significance by abandoning any hope we have for it; Our legacy, the one thing we leave to destruction.
For hope is abandoned,
our legacy destroyed.
And what is hope but their future,
Our legacy, our children;
Leave them to chance,
we say.
Chance holds no mercy,
it pays no gain.
It is ever the same,
again and again.
Like waves rolling,
and as the sea billows roll,
So let the waves beat,
and see where it takes us,
said no seaman,
ever.
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