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Jun 2019
It was a quiet, beautiful night,
With death my last fight,
I breathedΒ Β my last,
The dice was cast.
Tonight there was a full moon glowing,
The stars were sparkling,
All the Angels around me smiling,
Happy and cheering,
Me, to heaven they were taking.
As the hearse took me to the graveyard.
The city was blazed with lights
And around my soul was a halo of heavenly light.
My grave was already dug,
A beautiful Angel came and gave me a hug,
She whispered softly,"READY."
29/6/2019
Though you are dead your soul can see everything. It never dies
Written by
Salmabanu Hatim  72/F/Tanzania
(72/F/Tanzania)   
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