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I am a father, a real american patriot, and a regular joe who feels like his country has been stolen by those who do not serve americas purposes and the purposes of the people but serve their own purposes instead.
Date / Time: 5/9/2009 1:37 AM UTC
I wander the way with a thirst I cannot quench;
such sweet oblivion unreachable without your call.
So it is like the sweetest dream that eludes me
in the midst of a waking nightmare of loneliness.
It is folly to yearn for such that cannot be,
but on I hasten,
always haunted,
always yearning,
for the sweet water of thy love
is just a mirage.
A ghost in memory
that howls to me each day,
each night,
and every moment.
I look forward
to that which was the past
and look back
to that which
can never be again.
So the fool is me,
haunted by a kiss,
thwarted by my own heart,
but I will not aquiesce
and kneel to defeat.
A shining knight stands resolute,
beneath the dust of ages waiting,
for a love that knows me not.
Written by Christopher George
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