Babe, you are the reason I lost faith at age twenty.
For some, that's longer than they'll ever see in their lives.
There were days where I trudged through salvation,
blinking away the early morning dewdrops of benedictions,
but the broken-grained bread is not enough for me to survive.
We had a good run while it lasted, but I am too tired
to wait for eternity to save me.
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