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Feb 2016
'Pride cometh before the fall' ,
I've spent too long standing tall,
Holding shoulders up high,
And constant sights on the sky.

Mind on macabre of past figures,
With heart on the bigger picture,
So I join a queue with those who fell,
Into a bottomless pit known as hell.

I fell joining Goliath and Caesar
For having too much pride
More leader than people pleaser,
And thats how I died.

For Pride Cometh Before The Fall
Star Gazer
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Star Gazer
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