My Body Will No More Be There.
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Dr. Antony Theodore
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When i die
I will tread on rosy paths.
God's angels will spread
the carpet of roses
for me alone.
Angels will surround me.
I will walk the path
to the gates of heaven.
God will hug me and kiss me.
Heavenly chore will sing.
Heaven's perfume will fill my soul
and my body will no more be there.
(Graphic: Romantic flower tunnel
Photo by JoyfulThailand on Getty Images)
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