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An epiphany forgotten  
What could it be?  
Much more than a dream  
defined by The'  
Inebriated well past
our rules before  
In the brisk of dawn  
on a berhly shore  
We meet unworthy  
of thoughts beyond  
Working towards  
our dreams long gone  
Marching forward  
this parade continues  
Leaving behind  
what lingers in you  
My fight still swings  
In the light of fire  
this voice of change
In a silent choir
Lunging forward  
with a peaceful stride  
Pursuing this cause  
as to question pride...