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A conquest
lost in the dreams of youth
countless seeds...
seeds sown, some wildly
sailing our ideas to the wind
thru both calm and storm
riding majestic steeds
performing valiant deeds for reasons unknown
before our only chance we know
...is gone
we fortify, enhance and guide
after the pattern of our steps, to coincide
with what time suggests is prudent
there's much for us to do
leading choices, shifting voices
as we lend our time, our life,
our pride
hoping successfully to pursue a path
we see them as they're lost
from familiar places
in all we ask for proof
we'll not be wasting time in play
even as we play
we focus
transitioning continuously
by phases
shifting thru the traces
makes me wonder sometimes
about the things we do
in every effort to
live
a composite
when we join our efforts
ever in our hearts
growing
...finding truth...
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