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Death seem to fill my thoughts,

Afraid to die..

For I know not of that darkest 

Hour of my after life..

So, I’d been told the light is bright

And a paradise in which we all seek!

A land where we are all free

Where evny is no longer a part of 

Our minds..

Been born into a new world of

Freedom..

Without the color of one skin to

Be judged...

Know jealousy,

Know worries

Know pain..

Know envy..

Know hungry bellies

With tear filled eyes..

Where love for all our brothers

And sisters abide...

Every soul is serene without

Malice in our hearts..

Just laughter and happiness prevail

But, yet no one wants to die

To cross over into this new world

Of freedom and sweet serenity..

Where our darkest hour is a state

Of the pass..

But know one wants to make that

Big step and go through the final

Doors of redemption

Not even I!

Death seem to fill my thoughts!.

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