Poetry

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ROADS CAN RISE AND ALSO FALL,MANKIND COMES IN AND IS GIVEN AN
EARTHLY HOME,MAN IS HIS AGE SINCE TIME BEGAN FROM TEMPEST STORM
IS MAN REBORN,WILL HE REFORM WHEN GOD'S LAWS ARE SHORN,HOW MANY
AGES WILL COME AND GO,AND HEED THE TIME'S EXCUSE THE SIGNS,FICTION FACT IS EVER HERE IN THYE CLOUDS AND THE COLD NIGHT AIR,FROM
ICEBERG'S DIP TOO CLIMATE'S SAD TRIP'S,IS MANKIND SUCCUMBING TOO
PRESENT NUMBING,TAKE NO NOTICE OF OLD MR. J.SURE HE'S ONLY A PROSE
WRITER ANYWAY,WITH TOO MUCH TO SAY SO BUSY IS THE WAY,THE MOUNTAINS
AND THE TREE'S THE BIRD'S AND BEE'S WATER'S UNFREEZE LIKE ITS ONLY
A SNEEZE,ARE MY WORDS PURE FICTION DUNNO, ARE WE ALL LIVING OUT OUR
OWN ADDICTION,IS AMEN A TRACT OR IS AWAKE A FACT,DO NE ALL CONTACT,
WHAT TOO NEXT EXPECT.
Joe.

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