Wisely - Standstill
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When the angel of death
Approached a wise man
To intimate that his time is near
And his certain death time is approaching fast
This wise man could not sleep the whole night
And thought a plan to deceive the angels
He planned his journey to space
Where everything is standstill
No gravity, no sun, no moon
And no clock and time is standstill
Yet he could not save his body from
The claws of death, which snatched
His soul leaving his body in space, stands still
His body lies in the vacuum of space
Neither buried nor alive, wisely
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