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Death of Me

The Death of me Differ from death of you Death of mine stays in me While yours follows you Thou sees not of thee death Death of faceless faces The death of me which dies with me Death is not of one Death is that of many has living soul My death shall dies with me Has Thou death shall kills thee Only one death has been made for you Only if my death could eat I will offer the fruit of forgetfulness Only if I can kill I will kill Him before my time Only if my death is blind I will hide for Him to pass me by For Him is here with me All I can pray for is Him growing old with me The Death himself await For God's death Which is promised If death is killed by God Than who will we call death?

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Date: 2/1/2019 6:10:00 AM
A double shaking write Hamzat! The shaking of death as the mind tries to conceive! and the shaking of the mysterious facets of death, as you are rendering in your very words, in its depths and dimensions! A thought provoking poem! A pleasure to read for its uniqueness! My deepest regards. Blessings.
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Hamzat Adams
Date: 2/8/2019 6:23:00 PM
Thanks so much for reading me

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