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Angel Now
The Angel of death passes over nobody.
Not I Not Me Nobody.
Nor does it ever come back.
No. It does not. Never does it come back.
The Angel of Death - what a thought.
The Angel of Death
A life now dead.
A life lost stolen forever.

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