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The die is cast

The die is cast,

And just as the ships, bridges are burnt

You can only swim you can’t drown

You need to take your crown.

Say your prayers and plunge

Trust the bone in your marrow

It might fail, but louder you must hail

Fears you must swallow

It will be slow or motionless

We need you relentless

as long as you breath

There will be a light, not as bright

Maybe not at the end, just enough to depend

Through the dim tunnel, till its dun

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