I see your face before me now
I guess the end is close at hand
My last breath will somehow
Breathe life into this dying land
I see your face before me now
Will I last another day
Free at last, of this I vow
To join with you, another way
I see your face before me now
What does this really mean
Should I come to disavow
These magi, in this crazy scene
I see your face once again
It's been such a long hard climb
Since I've writ paper with a pen
And now I must, end this rhyme
Because it has been said
I've just run out of time
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