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Time Passes
Time passes.
Dreams become reality -
shatter and are lost;
the light in my eye grows dim.
(I cry...)
(... I try)
A flickering light reborn;
hope returns at last -
reality becomes a dream.
Time passes.
April 6, 1993
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