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JUNE RAINS: DAY 4: WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, HELL IS STILL VACANT

JUNE RAINS: DAY 4: WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES, HELL IS STILL VACANT

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  • JUNE RAINS: DAY 4:
  • WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES,
  • HELL IS STILL VACANT

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  • Of the women flock,
  • two shall be selected;
  • Set aside; being divided:
  • one, in loved ones;
  • Another lustful ;
  • a word of beauty;
  • a sentences
  • of the most elegant ;
  • Their fate shall be divided into
  • Never embraced,
  • Never kissed,
  • Never slept;
  • From the men herd,
  • one will be sent to hell
  • Separated from
  • murderer’s and thief’s;
  • their fate will be declared
  • during final round.
  • Hell is still vacant for
  • sinners yet to be filled

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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Stephanie Iyavu

Hi enjoyed this poem mainly because it concerns the spirit world. Love spirituality and believe as much as there is a physical world , they is also a heaven and hell.

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Hi Poetess Stephani,

Thanks for you appreciation and most valuable comments,

Regards

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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sparrowsong

Thinking...

This is deep Williamsji...

sparrowsong

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