Revenge: it's a dream of flames fueled by scorched remains that are lit to a torch and brought back upon the one who burned you.
When the resurrection sings itself in the robin's glad song, and bursting buds defy the death grip of winter, and you walk upon the yielding earth near my grave...remember that my soul is not there, but rather it is absent from the body and present with the Lord.
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When the resurrection sings itself in the robin's glad song, and bursting buds defy the death grip of winter, and you walk upon the yielding earth near my grave...remember that my soul is not there, but rather it is absent from the body and present with the Lord.
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