Will I say something of import
For once upon some day?
"But You're the Answer!" I retort,
"An everlasting Quay."
Friends deal for it, my weary heart;
Long promises collide.
But my beginning is a start--
"At least," I say, "I tried."
Open the gates to liberty!
(My lips are pursed and rife.)
And sing to me that I shall be
An everlasting life.
I know I deal my best friends out
Of really knowing souls.
But I'll rejoice and voice a shout
In spite of all life's tolls.
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