You still come to me

Wonderful people I knew you to be

All the pals at some time misplaced

The lads my brothers

And all you lasses I remember too

We never missed a night

To be sure our stars are there and right

If you watch the skies now

Are they still up and out there

For you brightly lit?

Did you find your way out of pain

When we parted

Or you ended up again

Where we started?

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To the good and able folks I remember

We swore heaven and earth to ourselves

When we giggled and whispered

Watching the men who passed us by

The men beaten by the sun

With strength of oxen

Arms of grizzlies

But eyes like of scavengers

Waiting forever on fringes

Of dreams beheld and everything constantly standing

In their eyes and only in their eyes

Feeding on their blood and their sweat

Tussling with the shadows of hope

And striving, and never finding, and never touching

That we never were to be

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Are you men you never knew

Or those you wish you had known?

Have you broken the curse of the grounds

Of which your feet were planted?

Have you broken the myths to riches?

Did your hearts find their dying quests?

Did you find love?

Have you been happy?

Are you living?