.The lonely street eclipsed the sun
Until the sculptor had begun
To etch and mold a dream
Which soon became a passing game
A sad forgotten scene
A face of yesterday
The builder laid his base of sand
And stretched his willing gentle hand
To seek the help, to shape the life
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