& love is an evil word. Turn it backwards/see, see what I mean? An evol word.
A sacred soul Thus, within the cosmic creation proceed Life is precious as gold Death will come In a better place, where there__ no earthly lifeEternity exist...God..... Judgement falls upon usNothing to minus and nothing to plus Only the truthIn a better place where there__ no cuss They say tranquility exist hereNo fussNo sorrowA better place with great yarrow It will come in the morrowIn present times Life is but a Dream
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A sacred soul Thus, within the cosmic creation proceed Life is precious as gold Death will come In a better place, where there__ no earthly lifeEternity exist...God..... Judgement falls upon usNothing to minus and nothing to plus Only the truthIn a better place where there__ no cuss They say tranquility exist hereNo fussNo sorrowA better place with great yarrow It will come in the morrowIn present times Life is but a Dream
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