Further more

In our wickedness we think about our destinies

Death is our ending.

 Fuhter more the Wicked deaths are better than their day of birth

However, God has made one as well as the other.

      This earthly living my beloved, the wickedness will only receive eternal suffering.

My fallowers for eternity will walk with me.

 
 
This poem is about: 
Me

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