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Do you remember?
Can you forget?
It's always there,
those feelings are rare,
and hard to find.
We're lucky to have them
once in a lifetime.

We were the lucky ones.
Can we ever be that lucky again?
Will we search forever,
or give up in vain
as our hearts break in disappointment
again and again?

Do we hear the cries of the others
late into the night?
Can we hear beyond our own tears?

Is it a blessing or a curse
to have loved as we have loved
and lost,
to wonder if we will ever love that way again?
Do we still harbour hope?
Do our dreams still carry us forward?
Or do we watch as our hearts, our dreams, slowly die
with each passing year?
Is it time to grow up,
to give up,
to become adults,
the adults we're expected to be
instead of who we wanted to be?

Copyright © 1995 by
Shawn Murray