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The skies, are cloudy and gray with mourn
but somewhere a else a baby is a born.
Today I i am here to work and read
but I know I in the end I'll be six feet deep.
I know tomorrow I'll succeed,
I also know death will do his deed,
take me to the heavens above,
which is white and full of doves.
Life is beautiful and lovingly,
like a mothers loves her young so tenderly.
Death is black and mysterious,
which always makes us curious.
Death takes us on a ride,
which we cannot hide
that in the end we will see
our end which we cannot fend.
Life is fun and long
which we know where to belong
to our friends and family
who are so kind and tenderly.
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