Tim wrote:
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What writest thou?"—The vision raised its head,
“And with a look made of all sweet accord,
Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord."
"And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so,"
Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low,
But cheerly still; and said, "I pray thee, then,
Write me as one that loves his fellow men."

The angel wrote, and vanished. The next night
It came again with a great wakening light,
And showed the names whom love of God had blest,
And lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest. “

And to think, Harry wants to be at the top Of God’slist that he doesn’t believe in.


Wow...you don’t even understand a simple poem

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