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Easter 2022

I never seen a man die on a cross, mostly a story I've come across. He gave his own life for his fearful friends to please Heaven's Host, and to make amends. Behind a great stone is where they set him, but he wasn't there when they came to get him. He rose back to life, so the story goes. Whether true or not, only Heaven knows. For me, it's a story I like to tell; a good man who lives his life so well. . for public domain

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