I am the fight lost
the victory won
the need decieved
the burning sun
I am your denied prediction
your clutched glare
your sacrifice made
your youthful dare
I am in the moment of moments
in an explosion muted
in ungrateful rescue
in edges surrounded
What am I?
Saturday, June 18, 2005
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