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THE WIDE ROADTHIS IS THE ROAD THAT MANY ARE KNOWN TO HAVE GONE; FULL OF PRIDE, SELF-SERVICE TO OBTAIN NOTHING BUT GAIN. NO HEART TO RE GUARD THE LIVING GOD. NO EYES TO SEE WHAT BEHOLD THEE. NO EAR TO HEAR THAT TIME DRAWS NEAR. NO CARE TO FEAR THE PENALTY FOR SIN, LIFE'S FINIAL END. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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