I met a wise man with a cracked face Who told me he found paradise for his death bed. 'The path is lined with banana trees which throw soft shadows on teh pebbles at the endis a sascading plume of water, of which each day I count my blessings.' 'If you walk with me I will show you how life can breath Pour peace into your heart adn set your spirit free.' 'But what if, wise man, I cannot turn back?' 'If you are prepared to step over the edge to find eternal happiness I will make sure that your soul is safe' I took a step forward and saw just in time His cracked smile fade To reveal the face of DeathBirth sign: Not entered
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