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About This Poem
A Prayer For Dying
When I arrive at edge of night,
And permanence is in full view.
Let me not dwell on things of fright,
But have eyes affixed on you.
For things in life I might have done,
Won't take me to your presence.
And there'll be no thing hidden, not one,
Because of your omnipresence.
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