Prayer At The Gate

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As childhood died the old year
Made the soldier reappear
The ash embowered night and day
As at the gate she prayed
Wyman, am I worthy?
Speak your wordle to me

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And drisk shrouded in its cloak
Holway, river, brook and oak
All souls under orlam's reign
Made passage for the born again

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So look behind, look before
Life knocking at death's door
And teake to your dark-haired lord
Forever bleeding with the word
So look before, look behind
Life and death all intertwined
And teake to your dark-haired lord
Forever bleeding with the word

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