Poetry

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Though the lady of light,may inspire through the night,you're just
human old son,since creation begun;and perfection for thee is a
distance you'll see,the measure that's made,is the length of you're days,don't fret about time take each day make it fine,
there is a wide open door where all people's may pour,and a word
called abstruse so from satan stay loose,confound his attempt or
he'll make you surely hell bent,life is a short or along kind of
stay,so i ask you to pray,to THE FATHER,THE SON,AND HOLY SPIRIT ARE ONE,your life is not over,so please follow YOUR SAVIOR,
SINCE HE IS ALSO MY ONLY BORN SON.
Joe.

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