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Flicker

Hope be but a flicker
When you walk the world alone
Surrounded by a strangers face
No place to call your home

No open arms to greet you
No friendly handshake, hello
Just a sidewalk of cold grey
To see as your head hangs low

So many find this resignation
Praying the end finds them quicker
But what else can a poor soul do
When hope be but a flicker

~THE FLOWING PEN~
1-25-05



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