Anno Mundi

      A world was made
      and a flaw was found.

      That to love
      there is hatred;

      That to peace
      there is discord;

      That to joy
      there is sadness;

      That to light
      there is darkness;

      That to hope
      there is despair;

      That to life
      there is decease;

      And the flaw mended
      as the world died.

            Lowell R. Luis
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