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Final Curtain

In the end we die alone In the end no blade to hone In the end do Angel’s call In the end when rhythm stalls In the end which deck unstacks In the end our health attacked In the end we pray for more In the end but fate endures In the end one final change In the end whose face remains In the end the bonds break free In the end — one last decree (Radnor Pennsylvania: May, 2025)

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