Sinking and afloat,
Are today and tomorrow,
What is left to gloat,
Are some moments to borrow
What was had was deserved,
And what is lost was never there,
Let that be the one revered,
For there is nothing more to share,
Voices of the anonymous,
Warn against becoming a memory,
It might be considered blasphemous,
To render failure its glory,
Let the vanished be gone evermore,
Do not let their ghosts re-appear,
There shall be no footprints on the shore,
No reason to despair or fear,
Then He shall stand waiting to embrace,
Without waiting for you to undo all wrong,
And as he showers His grace,
You shall know where You belong.
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