Poetry

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Some days like now,i think of what;and yesterdays thoughts are not
forgot,to GOD ALONE we must try to make ammends,all of sinful
pleasures are the Devil's friends,simple thoughts are like a tiny light,where darkness thrives are thoughts alive,since GOD OUR FATHER,can see us all;without GOD'S SIGHT,no day or night,in a blink i may now think;yesterday and to-day's not bought,and our to-morrow's are a Massive Naught,my copy book have lines with
empty spaces,some thoughts i write or just erase,to-morrow is that empty place,for with GOD'S OWN GRACE;and by HIS CONSENT
today's alive,with sincere repent,so to HEAVEN WENT.
Joe.

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