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poem is never finished, only abandoned. ~Paul Val�ry
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Part II
Part II
Ye of little faith Reach into your memory Think back to before; Before you were you Do you remember Who you were? or What you were then? Part the memories Like ocean water in your mind Struggle, my dear and you shall find The time before your time. Oh ye of little faith Do you not believe? Search deep into your heart And you shall find The past before your past.
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