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Collision of the Stars


They say that all things Had used to be combined. Together in God's world, Existing freely under the Son. But then one day, A great ball appeared, With a brand new kind of life Living under His eye. Time passed quickly And the great ball became sick. Threatening to fall And destroy the life. But God had long ago Promised to save life. He said the ball will die But life will be preserved. As the ball continues to die, Life gazes at the stars And wonders, "When?“ As the ball fades away. And when all else is gone, All life, no more, It'll all be combined again, On the day the stars collide.
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