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No entry
Nothing shall remain
No pain
No agony
And no worry
Only memory
For people to feel sorry
And carry
Sweet company
No one is immoral
Anything can turn fatal
Seed will be buried
Dust may be carried
Next destination
Shall be peaceful heaven
All souls live here
With peace and sans fear
Sign boards hangs
With single tag
"For evil doers no entry'
You are stopped at the gate by sentry
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