Will the moonz shinez for me???

Each morning after its long night...
I'm always awaken by a fright...
Will the sun above smile at me?
or the rainbow blindfold me?

Hitting the age of mid thirties...
I still love running around trees.
But I know no joys without tears
Nor has my heart escaped from fears...

Why am i haunted by seperation?
And put me in eternal depression?
Won't roses grow along my path?
Or just thorns to tear me apart?

But not far from the madding crowd,
A voice from somewhere assuring me
That even if the sun refuses to smile,
The moon will do that for free.

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