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Verses of Michelangelo Buonarroti
Death
My death must come, but when i do not know.
My life accelerates its pace,
though the body still yearns for sensual pleasures,
the sould wishes for death.
The world is blind, shame rules
and evil triumphs over honesty.
There is no hope;gloom covers everything;
and falsehood reigns,truth hides its eye.
When,Lord,will your promises be fulfilled?
These delays destroy the trust of your believers;
oppression weighs down the soul;
what is the light of your salvation to us,
once death quickly and forever
catches us in our state of shame?
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