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 Harry Sweeden. My life in verse.

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All that has gone



 
Once more my happiness depends on the sunrise
when all that I am is laid open and bare
when the shadows of night are no longer my keeper
when the pathway is lit but going nowhere.

Some dreams unfulfilled but never forgotten
in the depths of my mind the dreams still live on
but the passion once felt now nothing but a memory
of a love that's left wanting for all that has gone.


 
 











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