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This Death Had Took Away My Wisdom's Light

This death had took away my wisdom's light. Because of need to live and multiply death buried her in grave,to death's delight. No more shall we behold her,its implie. Let God receive a curse because ours death. Let gravely cry be our christianity. From whom shall we receive maternal bread. My weeping shall be for eternity. But she has greater power over death. Its only God who sow as well as take. For death can die equally flesh and breath. O death! your greatest power is but fake. Now weep not,laugh not,play not,but let's pray that she will be heavens own, not hell'sprey.

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