He gave me flesh to wear.
That by dust I may accomplish my mission.
If not, I must leave this world.
That others may continue from where i stopped.
For Moses died and was burried.
Elijah did not but left in a chariot of wheels.
So you must die or leave the world for others.
For this is an Almighty order.
So now that old age is blurred.
That i have the synergy to work.
I have to start from the scripture.
For in it I will accomplish my mission.
Then I will nicely take my bath.
And wear another nice shirt.
Made in the country of Heaven.
If you don't know, ask and I will tell you.
Ebi Robert
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