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The Crooked Way Home
for all i've been and done
for all those plans that failed
and those calamities
and catastrophes
and dreams i chased
that lost me
and left me broke
and cold
and wondering --
for all the hearts i broke
and those who broke mine
and for things
i've done right --
things what won
me bread
and praise
and lifted me
and fed me
and kept me warm --
for all that
good and bad
and holy
and impure
which fell as though
conspired
by angels
to bring me here
to you,
to us,
to this, our warm hearth
and good home
for all of that, my sweet love,
i am thankful
for all those plans that failed
and those calamities
and catastrophes
and dreams i chased
that lost me
and left me broke
and cold
and wondering --
for all the hearts i broke
and those who broke mine
and for things
i've done right --
things what won
me bread
and praise
and lifted me
and fed me
and kept me warm --
for all that
good and bad
and holy
and impure
which fell as though
conspired
by angels
to bring me here
to you,
to us,
to this, our warm hearth
and good home
for all of that, my sweet love,
i am thankful
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