Poetry

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AS REALITY SPEAK'S TO US EACH DAY,A MIXTURE OF ELEMENTS ARE HERE
TO STAY,FROM THE OBVIOUS SNOWFLAKE'S CAN MAKE AN AVALANCHE FALL,
TOO SAY NOTHING OF A TORRENCIAL CALL CAN FECTS SOMETIMES MIMIC
FICTION,SHOULD IT BE THE OTHER WAY AROUND ARE SOME WORDS JUST FOR
HIRE,FOR GOD'S TRUTH I SHOULD AT ONCE ASPIRE,ITS FRIDAY'S DAY IT
CAME TO STAY FICTION COME'SIT MAY BE NEW,THE TRUTH IS OLDER THAN
THE MORNING DEW,FROM MOUNTAIN TOP TOO OCEAN'S FLOOR BETWEEN THOSE TWO THERE BE LIFE FOR SURE,REMIND THE SELF THAT ONLY GOD GIVE'S
GRACES FAR,FAR BETTER THAN WEALTH'S OWN FACES,CAN'T IMITATE ANOTHER
DAY THAT BE THE FUTURE IN A WAY,GOD KNOW'S IT TOO ITS HIS TO VIEW
FROM YESTERDAY I SAW IT THROUGH,IS PROSE THAT NEW,AND NOT ASKEW,
AMEN'S SO TRUE.
Joe.

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