Poetry

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A SPECIAL DAY ITS ANY DATE,LIFE CANNOT WAIT IT KNOWS OUR FATE;
WORDS DO NOT SWIM THEY MAY FLOAT SOME ARE REMOTE,WORDS MAY FASINATE
AND SOME HAVE WAYS OF BEING LATE,THEIR SPELL DO MATTER SO MUCH;
JUST LIKE A CRUTCH MY WALKING STICK DO GIVE OUT A MESSAGE TOO,
KEEPS ON SAYING YOU DEPEND ON ME;SINCE I DID COME FROM AN OLD
RESTED TREE,MY HELP IS ALWAYS FREE WHEN WORDS MATTER WHAT MAY THEY SAY,DARE I SAY SHOULD I KNEEL AND PRAY;SINCE GOD WILL KNOW THE DAY WE ALL GO,I CANNOT SPELL AM STILL HERE WITHOUT MY DAY OUT.
Joe.

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