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Til Death
I was fading way
Until I met her.
I was lost
And she found me.
I was living in the gutters
But she bent down,
Ignored the dirty, smelly waters;
Gosh, that scene of unpleasantness.
She pulled me out,
The way she loved me, the very same
Manner til now.
The things she did, strange and odd,
She taught me better.
Her love was better,
Now, the very best of all times.
Til death do us apart,
Laughing wind, everyday is happy,
The lime gives birth to an orange
Her favourite color is pink
The bond and unbending link
Between us runs deep from the source.
Til death we begin a new life,
Til death we have no end.

© Habakkuk Kargbo (Rabbi)