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The sum of all things


It's a lonely road I take through angels licked by fire,

Every man must find his way through the serpents layer,

And what is it to be a good man before I die?

Is it so that a man may be worthy of his life?

For everything, and for all I've done, and for every time I've prayed,

My soul will have to answer to that man on judgement day.

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Jan Wienen
<p>So close ...</p>

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