Foreheads smeared with ash,
pass me by on the street,
smudge them, who came
from ground and ground they
will return.
Earth to Earth,
Ashes to Ashes,
Dust to Dust,
Ash me please for I repent,
sweat of brow, my skin like
a miners face, like a soldier,
smudged to make him strong,
to announce a fearsome fate.
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