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The Passing Over
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The Nitty-Gritty My father's slippers lie useless
in the middle of the kitchen floor
In the end it was a clean death,
a solemn rite of passage, a wild rollercoaster
over emotional hill n dale giving way to the
poppy-filled valley of sweet surrender
He didn't believe in God
I wonder who he met with on the
other side
