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Maybe there is more to life than
living.
Existence has more meaning as a means.
Maybe life's a gift that's well worth
giving
Once the sacrifice distills the dreams.
Remember, then, the heroes we have squandered
In ignorance and fear and lust and greed.
All sacrifice ought equally be honored
Lest we confuse the courage with the need.
Destiny decrees the undreamed end
As some die for the dreams they would defend,
Yet yearning for what lies beyond the deed.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
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