Death Comes A-Calling
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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.
04-June-2022
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