Yeah, though I walk through this life,
near bare,
ensconced in the shroud of life held open,
barren by it's thorn torn veil,
I will fear no evil,
as I tread in tempered,
somber footsteps,
laid before me,
by those who paced a track well scored and carried,
whose vicissitudes were oft uncertain but ne'er taken lightly.
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