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In The End The heart has bled the soul now dry but still it reaches out for even a whisper of hope, the will is weak but not dead but deals for strength to cope In prayers silent in dreams screaming out now the vessel pauses with a sigh the depth of a final inspiration now a spirit in heavens sky. TEA BV 3-30-2000 |
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