That I could care for all mankind
as though they were my darkened sons
that lit the day and cast such light
to guide my sight through lonely storms
That I could dream as children may
of peace on earth and guileless trade
through age until my dying day
though naivety is born to fade
That I could live a life unfeard
the scorching brace of hate avoid
and suffer not the shyness
painful memories employ
That I could in my kin inspire
a love that from no heart would turn
Yet failing me, I close my eye
and live in shadows crisp and stern
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