and, I know that I can mend.
Not years, but, Millenia have passed,
since I saw you last.
As it seems much the same,
the differences are palpable.
I do not dream of you on such occasion,
instead, I know, of only Self.
For in the Time before, a past-life gone.
Discouraged for Spite.
Nobody listened, I did deplore,
as people lead with a deaf ear to all you said.
So Sing!!
On this return I only point,
at nothing more than their "Same Mistake."
You were clear,
lost your Life while stumbling here.
In this thought, I still fear,
repetition seems so near.
As before, a time that is KNOT!!
I'll hold for you, every Man shall decide; For Ride.
Right or Wrong you were clear,
"Stand or Fall: The faults on you."
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