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A rite of passage
Never to ascend
An action relived
From beginning to sin

With these words
I pray for release
This world is burning
Apart I fail—Piece by piece

With one to remain
Always in the fore
A remembrance forever there
And wanted for more

Walking through the madness
Has left its mark
I live and breathe
With a blackened shattered heart

About G.Edward Smith

A stranger in a strange land...
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