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With memories fading, vision tunneling. The bigger of life's meaning is mighty humbling.
My rooms darkening, I feel reaper creeping on in as I'm stumbling.
Breath is now shallow. Feel weakness over taking my temple.
The spirits want me to follow. But only god can be my shepherd.
Walking the valley, I can see my life's edge. So towards it I continue to trek.
Looking down, I witness the abyss. So powerful, calling me to drift.
Lean forward and fall into the pit. I was told this was the only way to conquer it.
