I will face
In my passing thoughts
I grind and grim on woes and props
To my declining travels and vested glees
I pay homage to vices bought
In forgiveness i seek but not to learn
I thumb through my "book of life "
Until i find that page I'm willing to turn
For to rip out and burn
While no shame is ever considered
Debts cannot be erased
I will challenge my past
And with courage i can face
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