Poetry

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WHATEVER HAPPENS TO A MIND THAT FEELS QUITE NEW,HOW MUCH OF AGE CAN CLAIM THAT TOO,WHEN A MIND SAW PLACE'S ON A HILL DO SOME
OTHERS LIVE THERE STILL,RETIREMENT IS THIS OTHER TIME FADED PLACES
AND NUMBERED FACES,TIME OF COURSE IS NEVER LOST WHEN IF MIND IT
DO ACCOST,FROM TOWN AND STREET WHERE FEET STILL MEET,OR A ROAD
WHERE SOME TERRACED HOUSES REST,BASEMENT'S ARE ANOTHER BEST WHEN
MIND ITSELF IS REIMBURSED,SOME MAY TRAVEL THROUGH THE NIGHT AND
THEY DID NOT HAVE TO SEE THE LIGHT,IT FOUND THEM AS THE DAY DO
FIND THE LIGHT CAN ALWAY'S FILL THE MIND,WITH AMEN'S GOOD DAY
NOW ITS TIME TO PRAY,WITHOUT DISMAY WE SEE THIS DAY,AMEN I PRAY.
Joe.

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