I Am The Reaper

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    I Am The Reaper

    When the world is fast asleep
    And pray to God their souls to keep
    I prepare for soon I creep
    Then the world, their souls, I reap

    Some may die before they wake
    For I shall come and soon I take
    I am the one who makes them quake
    I am the Reaper who none forsake

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

    AdokenxRazahl’s Poems (18)

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