Every choice comes with a cost
Something you gain; something that’s lost
The weight of a feather tips the scale
The heart’s an anchor or a sail

Before it ends, must now begin
What’s old is new and once again
No sorrow stops the rising Sun
No madness breaks what’s been undone

Come, gentle now, the winds of change
Let not the beauty be erased
Protect your sons, and daughters true
What once was one is now made two

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