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Disappearing
Before your eyes
No rescues
No valiant tries
Disappointing
So many years
All for naught
Internal tears
Strong facade
But there's no fight
No more attempts
To do what's right
Slowly fading
...Falling away...
Spiritual death
Slow decay
Is there one
Who truly cares
Sees beyond
My vacant stares
Cares enough
To stop and ask
Why I wear
A spiritual mask
Not today
That's not said
So I press on
...Spiritually dead...
Outwardly smiling
But inside I've quit
Should be in the pews
But I'm in the pulpit
- By Richard Gary
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