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Beware, Cain, fate, gain, hate, pain, there, vain.

When Truth Dies! By L. Don Oliver

I can feel it, But, I can't see it, But, I know its __; Among the gathering dust, There in a pile of rust, Saying to all, ; Counting stars in the sky, That often run and hide, From reality's awaiting ; Compromising the guise, Of those Who were not wise, And filling them with _; The Cabals of Glut, They're prone to strut, Displaying their ill gotten ; The truth that they deceive, Trying to make us believe, It was Abel who slew _; When the real truth dies, By propagandized lies, The people feel the ; The children that were born, Who were too eagerly scorned, Their trust was all in ___;

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Faded Portrait! by L. Don Oliver

Faded portrait on the wall, Of someone held so dear; If you listen very closely, There's a voice you can hear;

Whisper of forever memories, Of the happy times gone by; Love of the ones touched, And what made them cry;

Faded portrait on the wall, Of someone sweet and kind; Who will never be forgotten, By those who were left behind;

When we gather together again, When God gives his final call; We will discover very soon, That portrait wasn't faded at all;


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