Poetry

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LOOKING AT SELF WHAT DO WE ALL SEE;A FACE A MYSTERY THAT GOD SET'S
FREE,HIGH CHEEK BONES EYES BLUE GREY FOREHEAD HIGH,HAIR GONE
BROWNISH GRAY;SOME EGO TRIP DID MY HALO SLIP,MY MYSTERY IS ALIVE
TO-DAY,PROSE ON QUEUE LIKES A MYSTERY TOO,LIVE EACH DAY AND WITH
NIGHT'S DELAY,IS IT SOLVED BY A SPARK NOW IN THE DARK;MAY GOD
BLESS THE MARK AM STILL IN GOD'S PARK;IN AN ETERNAL WAY MYSTERY
COMES TO STAY,WOULD BE NICE TO KNOW HOW IT COME'S TO SHOW,THAT
PLACE FROM WHERE ALL MYSTERIES FLOW,HOW MANY SOUL'S COULD IT NOW EXPO;GOD WILLED IT SO MANY AMEN'S AGO.
Joe.

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