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2/1/00

I must run

Just like that time before
And the time before that

Run, hide
Hide in the black of night
Hide from that which I donít know
That which I donít understand
That which I cannot accept

Should I accept it,
Should I act on it
Would mean certain failure
Itís happened before
Why let it happen again?

Strike forward,
Press on
Donít look back

What may have been
Could not have been
Donít fool yourself
Put it out of our mind

Yet under the cover of darkness,
I still wonder.
I still dream.