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  A Pilgrim’s Path | WoPoLi A Pilgrim’s Path On the edge of empire, the doctrine has begun, The reckoning of men for what may come. An American ventures on a pilgrim’s quest, Recantation sought, though none resembles, Tracing tides where an old anchor rests. At his execution, the pastor’s voice trembles. A Pilgrim’s path begins with the ripple of memory, Through storms, through war, through loss, through gain. A servant when he reigns must face eternity, The pastor’s memory fades, yet truths remain. Of the English and American, both set in heart, Their schools of thought tear nations apart.