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To whom it may concern, this poem is addressed
I write this to the cursed, I write this to the blessed

The last Book of the Bible, a Book of dread and woe
is about to fulfilled, and through this you’re going to go

There will be a World leader, blind in his right eye
His deadly wound is healed, his unveiling draweth nigh

Who this is I know, and I know his name
To me this is revealed, he was a man of world fame

The wound unto his head [1], in November this was done
In the City that’s called Dallas, someone shot him with a gun

[1] Rev 13:3

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