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Jun 2014
It makes me sad to see
the blind masses
who try to be
so worthy

They try too hard
for them to see
what a life
they can lead

We are here and now
there is no will
to which we must bow

We command our dreams
we are the ones who
must tear the seams

An eternity from today
what will be left
of what we are?
CJ Hattingh
Written by
CJ Hattingh  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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