if my bloody feet
work the way
up my path as they
might, come day,
.
these falls, this stumbling,
All before my Moonlight
would be humbling
with goodly reason.
if my bloody feet
work the way
up my path as they
might, come day,
.
these falls, this stumbling,
All before my Moonlight
would be humbling
with goodly reason.
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