I journey upon a plane of shattered glass ---
Leaving me feeling as though I would plummet down ---
Into the depth of all that is most sinful ---
Perhaps if I hold my breath, that won't transpire ---
Eventually I must give sway to take breath ---
Fore if I continue to do not I will die --
Yet, what is truly the bettermost selection? ---
Being alive in all that is damned and unholy? ---
Or to perish into what is known to be blessed and glorified?
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