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How useless I feel,
Is all a state of mind.
My heart was made of steel,
Forged by pain of the worst kind.
My thoughts seem to wander now;
As if I know what must be done.
My will power is wasted,
My blood I have tasted,
As it runs like ice in my veins.
I realize my time has come to an end.
I have seen it coming
Tom Stanley
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