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The Day Death Will Knock To My Door First Part

The day death will knock to my door to take me with him don't repent day and night along in delirium and lament. Rather in the way to life which I trodden the work which I left behind please do not give it up keep it in practice, after my end. The world is crying today peoples are drowning in grief and sorrow facing with the inhuman stony heart please feel them, to go through. Cruelty has overwhelmed the world slaves are in under the force please look aside oh my dear and be a companion to them of course. The day death will knock to my door to take me with him don't repent day and night along in delirium and lament.

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