| I lay in this bedridden state,
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| The passage of time slowing.
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| A prayer of peace before I depart…
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| One last breath.
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| Light dissolves as this world fades.
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| I escape into my thoughts.
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| The distant memories of better times bring tears to my eyes.
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| Trapped in this bleak room.
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| A gallery of mechanical life,
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| Incremental survival.
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| I watch as time begins to cease.
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| I watch as time collapses.
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| Overlooking the past, the moments spent on earth,
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| What fruits have I labored for?
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| What crops have I sown?
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| The prayers, the service,
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| It has all come down to this.
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| I’ve done the best I can.
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| Made His holy purpose my only mission.
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| His fire surrounds this heart slowly beating.
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| This is the final harvest of my life. |