RecoveryA Poem by MelroseScenes of bygone days Flash through eyes of haze Halt the comrade who throws it aside For it is a sentence where we must abide Or the potty minded fellow will blaze
Heed all I tell Dear gauche rebel Foregone days recovers Ulterior discovers Directing mistakes farewell
In union hands Are domain expands As bygone days are recalled Many races befalled So man understands
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