HEY - HEY
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say, is it really true,
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that the flame of hope has grown?
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that the spirit has changed;
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that the few no longer stand alone?
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say, is it really true,
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that the thought of war's lost its meaning?
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that self-made devils died;
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the idols of wealth and power are sinking?
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the coldest nights finally followed by dawn;
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an outburst of light,
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that cures the blind.
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a strong conviction has evolved in time;
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that life demands deeds we must define.
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say, is it really true,
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that once buried virtues now arise?
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that the being itself
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no longer asks for a disguise?
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a power that's been neglected, denied;
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now blossoms and grows, calls out the best.
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at last the change of an era has come;
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but there won't be much time to rest.
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say, is this the force I feel within
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heart and mind the truth?
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or am I deceived again, painfully abused?
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say, is it really true,
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that the flame of hope has grown?
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or am I deceived again, painfully abused?
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Say, Is It Really True
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| Eloy |
