The Final Audit
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A life measured in parts--
A life with a guarded hand--
is a life without meaning,
haunted by the empty.
My guiding star does not
half-shine in the night.
I must give my all.
For in the end,
I will be measured
by the One Above
on what I brought.
Copyright 2026, Rose Marie Juan-Austin, All Rights Reserved
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