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Just the Same



We keep sheltering the flame

even bold can’t hold the cold must fold

It’s an ending just the same


So much passion we’ve had to tame

Truths untold, withhold, controlled, too old

We keep sheltering the flame


It is not for fortune or for fame

it’s our souls that are holed in gold

It’s an ending just the same

Made it our aim not to cast blame

but feeling cajoled and extolled

We keep sheltering the flame


Leaving shame out of the frame

Muting the drumroll in the fishbowl

It’s an ending just the same


Inching ever closer to the endgame

Cannot uphold the rickety scaffold

We keep sheltering the flame

It’s an ending just the same.


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