You will never take from me my hope.
Or a faith I keep within me believed.
You will never take from me my hope.
Or find me moping with emotions in grief.
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It is not advisable or wise.
For anyone to decide,
They should choose the picking...
From which battles to win.
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Those belated battles.
Created to relate to a past.
To have had but missed to reminisce them.
Those belated battles.
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Done with a living through their escapades,
Too many are living fates they can not chase away.
And very few know they can't delay or fake,
The ridding of fantasies accepted but betray.
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I am not one to analyze or bring to judgement,
The misdeeds done by those now dead.
Or correct with facts those deceits done,
To shed bright light upon that which has been said.
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They are determined to be right...
Without sleep and plans of strategies,
That continue to fail!
Day and night...
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