what we have managed is to slowly fail
out of the passion where we did not mark
each fallen moment nor discern the stark
announcement of the coming winter gale
and so were lost now this message is stale
lacking all force and having no more spark
than a dead candle yet we must embark
on one more journey out beyond the pale
to where the signal has not ever gone
that says just what we are or who we were
and thus sets limits on what we might do
that way we're told the battle might be won
or ought to be if only we would dare
step out and act as if the world were new
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