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When I'M Killed

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When I’m killed, don’t think of me
Buried there in Cambrin Wood,
Nor as in Zion think of me
With the Intolerable Good.
And there’s one thing that I know well,
I’m damned if I’ll be damned to Hell!

So when I’m killed, don’t wait for me,
Walking the dim corridor;
In Heaven or Hell, don’t wait for me,
Or you must wait for evermore.
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COMMENTS
Michael Walker 01 September 2019
Startling thoughts about his death, and what happens afterwards.
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Bobby 25 January 2018
Does it have a moral?
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