The searching...somehow it went on and never really stopped. Even when all hope was lost...
when life was as easily shucked off as yesterday's clothes...still, the search. Some glimmer
of faith that somehow...against reason...against logic...there was more than he had seen.
He had no idea of what it was...none.

But somewhere in the dimness of his mind....

Never Fear The Dawn

Some midnight will die
in some future dawn
this night will end
as all nights must.

I will not be sad
will not ask for your tears
when you leave me in morning
it will be because you must.

And I will smile
my smile and try to leave you laughing
we will keep our memories
the times of laughter and quiet.

And in other midnights
and maybe rain
I will lie down in darkness
and smile my smile

Remember love the way it was
and never fear the dawn.

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