'T has been a long one, my journey.
I feel I’m about to meet my creator.
I have no more promises to keep
But guilt of what I've done is deep.
But why blame me?
They say no one is perfect.
Priests with young little boys …
Politicians with young little girls …
But I’m not afraid of meeting him
Everyone will one day.
Only question is
Has your life been worth living?
May be it has, may be not
But as for me I do not
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