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Contemplation
See the hopes and dreams
They wash over me like the waves of the sea
I would stop when one came my way
But they constantly flow on one after one
Generations of unknown souls have crossed
These paths of life lost and forgotten
They are remembered in fact
In the inspiration of the heart of man.
No not one is lost even though
They came and went long long ago
Few words were written or known
They were not heroes or published in thier greatness
Living to the extent of exquisite dreams
Building on one anothers hopes and love
Love is what we have of them
It is eternal in its splendor and being
No one is forgotton you see
Love is what is left behind
When a soul passes from the earth
The extent they love is remembered
In each and every one of us.
"And in the end, the love you take
is equal to the love you make"
The Beatles
by Robert
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