Blissfully bearing burdens beneath bountiful biography
Counting countinuously carrying commitment confidently
We write the journeys of our beholders on Earth's notebook
One at a time we travel to meet our resting place
Our only goal is to protect our company from unmerciful weather and land
Varying like ways of thinking in humans, we are
Our lives are forever, but never everlasting, by far
We go mostly north and south, but are capable of east and west
And, as we grow old, replacements are easily met
We are made by people [humans], but not born
What are we ?
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