02-08-2022, 02:48 PM
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Master
Join Date: Sep 2018
Location: Delhi, India
Posts: 11,066
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Death comes a-calling
No vertigo bout,
our life force sucked out;
we began to fall,
with no fear at all.
Maybe ‘twas a test,
by God, in mere jest;
that the die is cast,
each breath is our last.
As the plot thickens,
love’s bliss beats quicken,
there’s nothing to fear,
when God is so near.
Jueju
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