If I could only perceive
The image of my being,
As I'm living and dying
In three quarter time.
If I could refrain from
Trying to move people
With my words,
But more my life.
If I could walk as if
I'm not alone
And count on Someone,
Who does not appear to be there.
Then I can win where it counts,
In front of the audience before me,
In this live play called life.
They would applaud for how I handled my pain!
The End

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