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Crossroads My head gazes down beside me, Upon the sacred land, And the star which just did guide me Is scattered, in quicksand; My head gazes down behind me, Upon the pit of sin, And what then do I find me, But my star afloat within; My head gazes down yet further still, And stars beckon me down, Many they lure crushed atop the spill Which surely makes one drown; I don’t know how to blame for this, I don’t know why it’s been arranged, I don’t know to feel shame for this, I don’t know who’s deranged, I don’t know what are the stable grounds, I don’t know when they are, I don’t know what will not fall down, I don’t know such a star, But I know that if such thing there be, To have before I’m dead, I’ve heard the heavens sing to me That it’s somewhere up ahead.

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