There was a time when I had hoped
And it isn't exactly gone I suppose
But there then comes a moment
When one must only act on what he knows
There's no good reason for blind faith
Nor starry-eyed idealism and trust
Never forget to take care of yourself
To stand alone and ever robust
A giving of yourself to another
Can be an act showing great love
But always do it wisely
Lest you sing like the mourning dove
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