Losing It

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The dancer slows her frantic pace , 
In pain and desperation
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Her aching limbs and downcast face
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 aglow with perspiration
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Stiff as wire, her lungs on fire  
with just the briefest pause
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The flooding through her memory, 
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the echoes of old applause

And she limps across the floor , and
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 closes her bedroom door

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The writer stare with glassy eyes , 
defies the empty page
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His beard is white, his face is 
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lined, and streaked with tears of 
rage
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Thirty years ago, how the words 
would flow , with passion and 
precision
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But now his mind is dark and 
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dulled, by sickness and indecision

And he stares out the kitchen door, 
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 where the sun will rise no more
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Some are born to move the world, 
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to live their fantasies
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But most of us just dream about , 
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the things we'd like to be
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Sadder still to watch it die, than
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 never to have known it

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For you, the blind who once could 
see
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The bell tolls for thee
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The bell tolls for

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For you, the blind who once could 
see
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The bell tolls for thee