Poetry

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Where sadness dwelt,the night saw stealth;doors may shut out,light
through cracks may slide right in,a well planed day disruption lay
that far off look have gone astray;on any day the numbers stay,
the Table where the breakfast lay;where Time do not alter Man can
faulter,though each unique our accents speak,how widespread are
our places far,in HIS OWN WAY GOD,saw our stay,now seperated are
our places relayed,any House can give a view,and one reflects
another too,on the road is a day's sojourn,how long the stay
employment's weigh,miles may speak though feet will sleep,when
counted out Prayer's stay within,Life's living Twin,both will
begin.
Joe.

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