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That's beautiful! In a message dated 8/7/1999 12:53:47 AM Eastern Daylight Time, [log in to unmask] writes: > Once more with passion > > Standing at this place in time, looking > searching back in my life for hope > I find that it evaded me then as now > then what hope is there in life > > easy to be fooled, trusting, loving > trying against all odds to be that one > to find in my world a face looking at me > with love and once more with passion > > hot tears on my cheeks, reality > it comes all to bittersweet to me > reminding me of my place, that lonely spot > alone i must travel, on this road of life > > to hope when there is no hope > to desire when there is no desire > to trust when there is no trust > to love when there is no love > > this place where I stand, my heart in my hand > worn on my sleeve, dashed to the rocks > i hold it as it takes it last final beats > with love and once more with passion > > > Author's name is known to me. > Copyright 1999 Hans. > >