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Alas, alas
This sorry lass,
Has gone awhile
Without a smile.
My life if fraught
For I have naught,
No seeds to sow,
Nowhere to go.
Time ticks by,
Yet here I lie,
Without a hope
Tho' try to cope.
I shan't live long.
Without a song,
These tears I cry
For soon I'll die..

Behold! A Light!
Drinks up the night!
Beyond yon' door,
Perhaps there's more!
Shouldst I dare
Cross over there?
Perhaps a peek
For peace I seek.
The lure is strong,
I shan't stay long.
It beckons me
Across a sea.
The winds do blow,
Yet I must go...

Now all is still,
I've drunk my fill.
I must return
From my sojourn...

What's that I hear?
I need not fear.
'Tis tunnel dark
With sound of harp.
A golden beam
Shines so serene,
At yonder end
Beyond yon' bend.
To God I pray,
I'll find my way...

I see a face!
A smiling face!
I'm so aglow,
It frees my soul!
On wings of dove
I've found pure Love!
I soar on high,
No more to cry.
The pain is gone,
I'm fill with song!

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