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Nov 2014
All spent of spirit
weak and mortal
I become a willing
double, wish to be immortal.

Take me while I am willing,
while I am not fearing!
While I am dizzy with looking for an end to this.

If a new beginning o eternal
rest, or condemn me to the fire below
for all my sins, I wait. Ready.

Judgement, was told to me,
by Father's, Son's, and Holy Ghost's,
in psalms and in reality.

So, I cast no stones. Closed my eyes ,
and tried
to look at me.

Now so tired, I see,
my sins my never reaching
dreams never doing enough.

I cast my remains upon the
pyre to burn for sins and wishes:
time is fleeting.

Take me while I see.
wordvango
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