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Such other maddening thoughts abide
Of pending’s horrid inearth’s still ,
An imminent unjust path - I die !
To nonexistence nil .
But thus I bide in other madness
Within the now of Lucid’s sane ,
Upon one breath of evermore -
Tis unjust Death or Living’s pain …
…But oh , I cling to morbid thoughts
And will not , shall not , must not cede ,
Onward thus ! To rend this thrall
Of Death , that in me bleeds .
But ah , as time and I unfurl
And thus within me - imminent fades ,
Such of rue and sorrow , pain -
Leaves me stricken , but unafraid !
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Stricken , but Unafraid !
Stricken , but Unafraid !
