Poetry

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THE RAIN IS FALLING WHERE IT WILL,THE SKY IS LEAKING SO ITS
RAINING STILL,THAT'S THE SKY BEING AS IT WILL,YESTERDAY'S HOURS
HAVE GONE AWAY,AND TO-DAY IS STILL MY LIVING INK ALWAYS HELPFUL
WHILE MY EYES STILL BLINK,ANOTHER LAST BEING HAMMERED OUT JUST
LIKE MY PAST,REPAIRABLE LIKE SOLID IRON'S CAST INTO A FURNACE
TO BECOME REFINED,DID NOT GOD HIMSELF MORE THAN ONCE REMIND
SCRIPTUER'S QUOTE;BE YE PERFECT AS YOUR HEAVENLY FATHER IS PERFECT.
UNQUOTE;WHAT'S TOO SAY ABOUT THE WEATHER THEN,WE ARE NOW IN MAY'S
MONTH SINCE IT BEGUN,IS ONE CHANGABLE ALWAYS WHILST MY POOR SOUL
IS STILL IN PLAY,HOW SERIOUS IS THAT;GOD BLESS US ALL NOW AMEN
IS AT. Joe.

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