The Final Whistle
¶ 1
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What of my ghost when the sleep is final
The game over
The match finished
The race won
What resting place other than the one I name
No better place for me
If darkness be so
Let my darkness comfort me
If silence be so
Then let my silence speak softly
“Anfield, Anfield”
And if God be willing
Let it be.
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