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by Brian Emerson
It's time to go, to leave this place
A shadowy voice does cry.
But the voice belongs to me alone,
And still I wonder why.
Is it foolishness?
Curiosity perhaps?
Or perhaps not . . .
So we search, as do I
For things that bring on the 'morrow.
The weak are those who don't pursue,
And languish in their sorrow.