Suffer Well
Those who forget the past,
travel through this life, moving much to fast.
Remember all the suffering, it will serve you well,
whether we all learn from it, only time will tell.
Through our eternal Father, sprouts every living thing,
from the peasants and the wealthy, to the mightiest of Kings.
Beloved please know this, through the Father your adored,
a place has been prepared for you, and Heavens your reward.
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