He’s known all along
Of your straying
Vice- riddled path
Every rolling hill of your despair
He’s known
Of the treachery they bring
Every withering dune you forge
From the grains of your verse
He’s known all along
Of the towering faults you breed
In the heartless
Stride of your days
He’s known
And not a word is spared
As he thoughtfully wades
Ever-calm in wait

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