Poetry

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Am here again today,i am this little man made of clay,it is five forty,am.So will start writing once
again,the sun can shine any day,if sky grey,rain on the way,little sun on this month of june,must
take it as it comes along,am still around above the ground,some days feel like a grind,where would i be without my mind,sure i dont know,GOD KNOWS IT
SO,some words come fast,others slow,will keep on writing the ones i know,nothing's new GOD,knows thats true,so if skies are grey,or sunny blue,will
keep on writing until GOD,says j.you are through;
i pray,and pray,that it is good news,the life i live is the one i chose,hope i dont lose,there's
no suppose,GOD IT KNOWS.
Joe.

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