I know you’re in heaven dancing with angels,
It is well my friend, hold on till we meet again,
This world is not our home, we are just passing through,
All human beings shall taste the reward of sin, It is written, “From dust we were made and dust we shall return!” Goodbye my friend😭😭😭
Tag: Death
The death poem is a genre of poetry that developed in the literary traditions of East Asian cultures—most prominently in Japan as well as certain periods of Chinese history and Joseon Korea.
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