Poetry

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Am at that stage no need to worry about a living wage,a grain of
sand on the Beach;where Water is am washed for free,although very
small,please don't remove me,GOD KNOWS US ALL;so pick me up and magnify,then perhaps my SOUL you will see,all grains are one,yet
so are we;though GOD may take the sands away,am only one but have
learned to pray;a grain is all I may well be,GOD'S WASHES ALL OF
US FOR FREE,though Water's drop won't fill my Cup,it can't be there until GOD MADE IT UP,so whether Waters drop or Grain of sand,GOD,made us all with Creator's Hand,and Planet's Grand,
how very great is Life's Golden Sand's.
Joe.

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