Truth of the speech
To the new words we speak
never have been forgotten
it was cherished by those
those who thought it was worth it
those who thought it was fabulous
a speech that would be true
from sunrise to sunset
from dusk to dawn
being remembered is like hope
seeking to be discovered
like a lost dog
it speaks from the heart
to be heard by a 1,000 miles
wanting the attention
they only listened
but never heard
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