As the years go round and round,
	the sages have passed this warning down,
	a warning against excepting the crown.

		Yumeko...

	One falls, another is born,
	along the beaten path,
	well worn.

		Yumeko...

	Though hearts have struggled,
	a souls have fought.
	Once she's within, all is for naught.

		Yumeko,
			Yumeko,
				Yumeko...

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		Poem © Lisa Hartsock '99 =^_^=
			[lh-chan@mechapilot.com]

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