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Aug 2019
It is not over
Until I finally cross over
To see my maker
For he(maker) is giver and taker
Invisible on earth
But visible to the holy hearts
I was made a fool
For thinking life is beautiful
But heaven is the most beautiful place
Where I would see my maker face
And there reside paradise
For holy hearts if he dies
The earth is just a Rome
Heaven is a true home
There we would rest
If we pass life test
For those who fail
There is no bail
When death comes
It uses different forms
Written by
Kolawole Zainab  20/F/Nigeria
(20/F/Nigeria)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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