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09/15/24 at 06:55PM
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My heart began beating,
with a regular heart rate,
Why this happened,
I can only pontificate,
There won't be another tomorrow,
were words well said,
for there is a problem.
Many of us may be dead,
What was the question,
another voice, chimed in,
for at this rate, it will only be
an ordinary, simple, venial sin.
