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Originally Posted by Strange Famous
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8:42
I laid to rest your hold on me
faded lord of my ignorant ways
seeing in your grave what hid behind glory words
eyes wide finally, to view your absence
only now in the grain of a wooden cross
does a path become clear
I make your hole deeper than required
the mound of stones higher than your heaven
that my memories have a place to rest
with you
8:57