Here lie dreams,

The chards of hope long lost

Among them I have spent my days,

But times have changed;

Not matter at what cost!

These pieces cry,

Not in despair nor with regret

They call me back to breathe again,

The life returns now strong;

With hope renewed and set.

And what remains

Of these most wretched days?

A million tears? A fear to rise,

Above my ambitions held?

Indeed Not ! - Nor is there compromise!

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July 1, 2002

              
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