there is much for which I've yet to atone
I may not be able to get to them in time
a prayer a last talk by the guttering candle
who knows how I'll go and when
but these are the last things on my mind
at this moment I'm looking into eyes
that draw me to the bottom of the soul
like whirlpool taking a ship to the ocean bed...
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