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MinefieldWas it love and is this death, as I sift through what is left? I turn a stone With aching bones A heaving chest, And my mind needs rest.Minefield
I had seen my greatest downfall At least it was as I recall. My heart in pieces in the end, Little left for me to tend. Still I try hard to look From left to right, and cranny to nook.
I'm not a man for ideals, yet before God I do kneel. Perhaps my hope is not quite lost even with all I had tossed. There may be, Underneath, a much better part of me.
And yet I search, like a f
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