Oh say, where lies true lasting happiness?In evening rest? In friendly glance? 'Tis more:In sailing from the mire, the reeds, the mast,The mighty ocean's vastness to adore.Oh what is life? 'Tis nothing but a dream,A vast and enigmatic flowing stream.Such tender feelings fill my heaving breastI know not how or where they'll come to rest;My cares are multitudinous and sore,I long to feel the friendly rudder in my paw.
-Tove Jansson
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