Poem of 1/6

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Heaven has placed near, a red stain,
Someone to cause me hurt and pain.
After a while, he starts to wane,
Not saying anything profane.
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Learning to love thy enemy,
Live against the majority.
There is always a remedy,
For the cold, sick, bad and deadly.
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