You made your mark on the shores of time,
You left footprints for others to follow,
Those who'd heed the lessons, you would leave behind,
Are those who would mould our tomorrow,
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In all honesty, assuming such,
It would appear, had we chosen to hear,
Those drums, which spoke to our souls,
From those hills, which seem to control,
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When darkness arrives, moonlight it invites,
This quiet visitor, though, in time will receed,
But for the while, its shower it chooses to reveal,
It guides those who would relish,
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When we choose to walk at night,
In the dark we may glean that single light,
We may wonder how far it sits,
Could it be the guide to many a secret?
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Thoughts which we sometimes hold so dear,
Are those which seem inclined to elicit most fear,
Kept close to our hearts,
While riveted to our minds,
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Yes,
We do know that the earth must turn,
But does it, on time, for men?
Eager to engage the realm of fantasy,
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We were millions strong?
Today, we ask,
What on earth went wrong?
When or why did we stray,
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You, brought power to the hillside,
And you? You brought power to the quayside,
Sisters? No.
Yet sisters, who
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That day at the plaza, on the river's side,
My inner self, I tried, my best to hide,
Acknowledged, I did not do a good job, when
you smiled ever so pleasant,
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