He has written words on the winds of chance
drew symbols of a future that would never be
on the ever-changing sands of timeless shores.
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Staring to the top of Mont Blanc from the valleys
he wondered if the powers of Merlin would aid
to move yet another rock to found a monument.
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Seeing the ancient cities of the humblest founders
could he carve the marble stones as Michelangelo
so to bring life to another passionate Amazon?
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Looking to the stars scanning the galaxies
wondering where the sounds of a lost voice vanished
he might fall to his knees as he prays for the answer.
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But it is like trying to move the oceans with his will
wandering lost highways his naked soul in his hands
holding it up to be swept away by a furtive dream.