USED TO BE

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Huddled in the ancient corner
Guarded from the light
Bowing to the ghost of time
Age undoubtedly is mine.
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Memory of "used to be"
Lies dark in ev'ry sunny day
Buries ev'ry yesterday
In helpless pain
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When did death in grey array
Encompass ev'ry happy day?
How did "helpless" come to stay?
How did "but" become my way?
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Yet somewhere shines the sun
Some how happiness does run
Somewhere Light awaits the day
And I can surely look that way!
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From Can Can Days by GeoE
Sept 2004
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