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Weariness at the end of day,
Desiriousness to have our way,
Promptness to scold and condemnation,
A little more care of a brother's name.
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The end of the journey is at hand,
For the time and eternity of man is at equilibriu..
Traveling down the way,
That leads to the tunnel of a better way.
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A state of euphoria, a little more tears
Increasing years shouldn't have been unravelled 
End of all, for the book is closed and prayers are said,
And now part of the countless souls.
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Now we heed to where all must go,
The place where is unknown to the nons
Thrice sad for there is distance between us
Nevertheless not a barrier for us.
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TEE-THOMAS(Fearless Lines)