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I believe that an end will come, Though the thought makes many numb, Whether you believe in Heaven or Hell, We all will face the solemn bell, That always tolls when someone dies, Soon followed by the mourning cries. But I believe that when I die, I’ll see a city of gold! Not dark and bleak... - Poetry > LimerickShe was feeling very calm, So she put some oils on her palm, But after an hour, It began to devour Her skin. (she'd used too much balm)....
