Thou who art laid out on the ground. All is good and I pray. I grow old, and I lament. I am white, already gleaming. To the man that killed me, the man who named me, I fade, ever so soon... the man who gave me hope, For overdue You were my teacher and my father. I... was oh so happy.
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