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It was a long time ago.
I have almost forgotten my dream.
But it was there then, / In front of me, / Bright like a sun --
My dream.
And then the wall rose, / Rose slowly, / Slowly, / Between me and my dream.
Rose slowly, slowly, / Dimming, / Hiding, / The light of my dream.
Rose until it touched the sky --
The wall.
Shadow.
I am black.
I lie down in the shadow.
No longer the light of my dream before me, / Above me.
Only the thick wall.
Only the shadow.
My hands!
My dark hands!
Break through the wall!
Find my dream!
Help me to shatter this darkness, / To smash this night, / To break this shadow / Into a thousand lights of sun, / Into a thousand whirling dreams / Of sun!