We go on, to the joy and through the tears
We go on, to discover new frontiers
Moving on, with the current of the years.
We go on, moving forward, now as one
Moving on, with a spirit born to run
Ever on, with each rising sun.
To a new day
We go on.
This week has frankly stunk here, knowing so many, and of so many cast that are now unemployed. sigh
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