Poetry

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What is this very special word,illusive yet all
around the world,it seems to capture all of time,
for some it ends,can also of itself combine,the past;it lasts,its present stay,no limit to it any
day,it walks,it runs,and skips at play,is young or
old will have its say,its endless yet can begin
today,much more than a feeling,for some revealing,
it longs belongs to all of us,no reason for a
rationing thus,will not rust is a lifelong thirst,
its never last,forever first,only GOD,can give it
to all of us,HIS LOVE;is best above all of the rest,hope i can become HIS LIVE IN GUEST,with all
in heaven who are the BLESSED.
Joe.

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