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Between Good Friday And Easter Sunday

He's dead! I cannot believe that He just died.
They beat Him and had Him crucified.
Now He's gone. The One I used to follow.
Without Him life is now bleak and hollow.

What shall I do and where shall I go?
You tell me what to do, for I don't know.
My world has fallen apart and crashed,
My hopes all pulverised and dashed.

We were a team, but now we're scattered
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Saturday, April 11, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: easter
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