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Unbind Hopes and dreams gathered on the way Break through cold truths of darker days, Of those who long to crush the light, Hold others down, with their might. Words of anger and of hate Define the heart which seals the fate Of them who sell their souls for chance To walk upon this floor to dance. But night grows weaker with the day. It hides itself, yes cowers away From the humbled heart and determined mind Which seeks to rescue and unbind. Douglas Fletcher 3/25/03 |