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165. The Fire of My Ambition and All My Rainbow-dreams, Are for Thee

The fire of ambition has been waxing strong, fed by the fuel of my rainbow-dreams. As often as old dreams faded, fresh die-hard hopes burst into new, thirsty flames, that swallowed up many a sturdy tree of my fresh powers.

My garden was green with life. Now, gray ghosts of half-dead vitalities glide amid dark doubts, to frighten my timid footsteps marching toward Thee.

Come Thou to my aid, Divine Friend, and usher me ever forward with Thee.

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