Poetry

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When fear gives out,do silence pout;the Lion's roar may say much
more,what memory sees while on one's knees,freed from all the complex we,that daunting date must look at fate;can't cancel wait
for some other date,when a pattern let's one see there is no other,how happy glad,or sad do I look inlaid;Time speaks with a
mild like cheek,always there with a quiet flair,ignores the Moon
the Sun and Sky,gives no answer for any why,stretches out,closes in GOD HELP US to avoid all Sin;conqured it before all of time
did begin,a timeless state is is one's final fate;THE OTHER FAITH,
no early late,must hope and pray,Time's on its way each Day,can't
wait,who's late.
Joe.

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