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COME DEAREST: WASTE NOT THIS LIFE!
Our life comes
With a passport of death
Yet we forget our ending.
The graves speak
In sombre silence
About how dust becomes dust.
Our souls sigh
And lament quietly
As a sad doom awaits us...
Come dearest
And let us revel
In God's everlasting love.
The Gardens
Of His Paradise
Have opened their gates for us.
True bliss waits
For both of us there
Come dearest: Waste not this life!
