A boys dream been laid to rest
As known might be shadowed hope
And all that stood true
Be all that ran away
Down the slopes from the best
Its words and how they move
Its times of how they pass
Knowledge of ways we been from
If words so suddenly come
I shall be wondrous of thee
For time has ended all hope
Time has casted light out
We are now nothing of what were
The way it was never could
Return hope alone
But yet the letters seem true
Returning my hope alone
From brightened eye
Thinking that once and for all
That this truly be the way
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