The Slave

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In search for what I am,
To find a place to stand,
Is what in life I yearn,
And what I have to earn.

Each moment I have spent,
Is one I have not left.
To me the world is closed,
Old age is where I go.

And as I pass my time,
To death's my only climb.
To live is to die and then,
I'll see what death has planned.

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from Abstractions, released February 28, 2017

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