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Jul 2013
If the world comes to an end
And before the creator
We all stand,
Beg or plead I will not!
But just one question
I will ask.
Complex or clever;
It is not.
But thought inducing;
It has been so,
For it has consumed
My every hour,
It has burnt out
My once lively soul :

Lord, pardon my ignorance,
My very simple mind,
But please answer this;
Good God, please tell me

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