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WW1 mines

Poem By no-no



[|Print Poem] || [|Next Poem >>] || || (If this poem is disrespectful or offensive, please [|report it.]) || [|**© By no no**] On the day of nine eleven God was crying up in heaven He wept for those who died He wept for all their lives He also cried for the families back home Who would feel isolated and all alone Moments later there was a knock at the gate Standing there was a little girl of eight Her whole body was burned, black and blue But our [|father] knew just what to do He picked her up and held her tight Suddenly she was healed, made alright Hundreds more came and work was done They too were healed by the [|father] and son Angels were sent out on earth To help those [|sad], angry, and [|hurt] Our loved ones are in a better place This is why we must have faith || || || ||
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