You can use this poem in a graphical greeting card, designed by you, and then send it to a friend.
I shall die of having lived.
Maybe we should remember.
Making or breaking We inherit the world, the whole of history, our place on earth, our place in time, our fortune, good or bad, pure chance.
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Its soft white feathers flutter in the wind, Launched by a child, off mountains high, Watched by millions, A peace spreader, A hope bringer, Only soft white paper feathers fall in the wind, From The Paper Dove.
It attempts to show a bit of the harsh and lustful side and the loving and sensuous side of the act at the same time.
By doing this, dear children, you obtain new intercessors who will help you in life to realize that all the earthly things are not important for you, that only Heaven is that for which it is necessary to strive.
Servicemen look death in the face.
Another thought that struck me was that those who send terrorists to die in suicide attacks may be not that different from the generals of the First World War who sent young men to die in what were often called suicidal attacks.
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