To The Noble Mind
By seannelson
Mon, 04 Apr 2005
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The dream is dead.
The King of Rome shall not live.
I shall never hear the media crunch of the first step upon Mars.
I shall never taste the caviar of the future.
I shall never smell napalm in the morning.
I will never take that hot-balloon ride over the Willamette Valley with
a champagne lunch.
I will never find the bottom of the political water-fall, where peace
and fury foam.
My dream is dead,
dead upon the page,
dead for you to read.
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