Laments of a crushed heart

I hurt myself so,
I dream though my dream not,
I think though my mind be devoid of new ideas,
Yet my hopes are not yet crushed,
I yearn for the hand of destiny,
For the land of miracles,
To yet again make our paths,
If only for the last time,
Cross again

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