Poetry

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Am more of a mug,than a mystic;wake up to life each day,am i
willing to stay,is so complex;yet more simplistic,People stop and
sometimes stare,wonder how you got Life's own share,will need to
go and make some room;someone else can have my broom,to-morrow
will You can't have me,this day you will get is the best you will
see,that far off place its in the mind,only GOD ALONE can see its
face;no Human Soul can thus erase,may always say just in case;
Life is our very own Mystery,and our to-morrow just part of
history,where,how,and when;only GOD CAN SAY,you are not so
mysterious,Mister Man;here is now again Amen.
Joe.

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