Mine is long gone,
To a world long born,
Into parts am long torn,
For all have long flown.
Lonely in a tent,
I do stare at the dent,
Wondering of my fate,
That seems long dead.
I sleep with a vision,
Wake up with a mission,
Walk with a determination,
To see my country's reconstruction.
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'I sleep with a vision, Wake up with a mission, ' Quite impressive to say the least: p keep this up and you'll do great!