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May
2001
He
stands lonely on his mountain
His
solitary climb has brought him there.
He
now can drink from wealth's gold fountain,
But
still he stands in deep despair.
He
owns his mounain, he now is king
Master
of all he sees!
But
he cannot control the future,
Cannot
control his destiny.
Alone,
he contemplates three open gates
One
is wealth and one is fame.
The
third gate beckons him to enter
Love
lives there for him to claim.
With
no hesitation and no regrets
The
lonely man strides toward his fate.
He
moves swiftly now, his heart is smiling
As
he enters life's third gate.
Life's
third gate, the gate of love
Beckons
him to pass on through
To
find that very special someone
A
forever companion, a love that's true.
He
did not pass the third gate's welcome.
To
choose gate one or two would not be wise.
For
what good is fame and fortune
If
lonely tears dwell in your eyes.
He
now stands happy on his mountain
Gates
one and two are open wide.
But
through gate three he found his future
Now
love stands closely by his side!
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