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The Big Man Upstairs
Death.
It's a
sad
thing.
And yet,
why sad?
He's
going
to meet
his
Maker.
Why sad?
He's
up there.
Watching.
Waiting.
Patiently.
'Till
you, go to
be
up there
with him,
too.
poem
by
Hannah Shier
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