Spoken words that do not comfort
All seems small to me
As a conflict without a meaning
A window without a view
I heard when he spoke to millions
He read from the words in gold
They seemed to amazed
Will i feel it to?
Cheers and tribute
They seemed to love him
His ideas and thoughts
See his risen glory
Not likely he'll ever stop
Soon it will be i who stand there
I'll read my speech as well
Feeling failures for hundred
And hated for all
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By Dickinson
