Once I held the hand
Of a dying man who
Declared to me that
This was not the end
For death was not the
Enemy of man but a
Friend for only he can
Restart ones life again
Once I held the hand
Of a dying man who
Declared to me that
This was not the end
For death was not the
Enemy of man but a
Friend for only he can
Restart ones life again
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