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Henry Ronald Tudu

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Henry Ronald Tudu

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It Comes

It Comes

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It comes and is unstoppable,
It is so impartial,
It is not imagination,
Yes, it is so real.

Rich or poor you may be,
Dark or fair you may be,
Wise or fool you may be,
It comes and surely comes.

Man went to Mars,
Man solved unique mysteries,
Man answered most questions,
But how it remains undefeated, is mystery.

Heaven or hell, it takes you,
Some say you are reborn,
To bury or burn, what is right?
It comes and leaves mysteries behind.


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