With the stone rolled in place...With the stone rolled away

With the stone rolled in place we wonder of the other side. Is that my place? Is this deaths face ? Alone,away,hidden,imprisioned we wonder of the other side. I live then this... No one seeing No one hearing No decisions. We wonder of the other side. Then the angel rolls the stone away. You have no choice but to wonder of the other side. Where God is the God of the living!

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