And you can’t have
What you can’t have,
Desperate moments,
Come and go
As live illusions,
Do escape thru
Every door.
Hopeless, half-way
Do travel miles
When roads of sadness
Are their guides…
To find, yet know
There is no way
To reach
The ghosts of yesterday,
In shattered dreams
That still live on
As burningly,
As does the Sun!

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