Poetry

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can we find a clock, that will stop,and go back to the times that we like the best,along that very
special track,for some that would mean going back,
and back,to a person,a place or a time,when
everything,and any place you journied to,and
everyone you met was new,every person you then met
somehow,you never would forget,and you in turn they would remember,the years they too would
recall,just like the writing on the wall,happy memories for one and all,that backward trip to
that place you knew was all of the things that
were calling you,now back again to the place you
left that journey you made ,and wont forget,
eternity is the place to where THE GOOD LORD
is calling us,no clock is there to remind us,
our journey is over forever then.
Joe.

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