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Confiteor Aboard a Life Raft
He went over the side in the middle of the night
How could we let that happen?
He was one of us. He was us.
Surely not everyone was sleeping
It was not his choice. It was ours.
In what we have done
And in what we have failed to do
We let it happen. We failed to love
Now he is lost at sea
But not as lost as we
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