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The Demise of the Optimist

I arose to a light each day
No fret nor fear
Light was my heart each day
No burden of tomorrow

Swift was the awakening
And thus came the end
For the warm and friendly optimist

Maybe it was dust was buried
Or the earth that swallowed
The oh so promising optimist

Cries went unheard
Of a life endangered
By the swallowing ignorance
And the engulfing endeavors

Lasting only so long
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