Poetry

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DREAMS MAY COME TO ANYONE,ONE DREAM MAY SUGEST A SINGLE ONE THERE IS NO NEED TOO GUESS,
WE HAVE OUR BODY,MIND ,AND SPIRIT;THIS ONE LIFE WE DID ALL INHERIT,NO METAPHOR DO I SEEK
AND YET ONE LIFE MAY GROW,THAT'S HOW SPECIAL IS THE ONE WE KNOW IT SOUND'S SO EASY WHEN I
SAY ONE'S GONE,SINCE EVERYONE IS IN THE RACE WE ALL BE HUMAN WITH OUR OWN FACE,WE JUST
CANNOT BE JUST FACELESS AND FATE TOO NO ONE COME'S LATE IS IT THEN LIKE A LAMP THAT'S LIT,
WITH NO FACE AT ALL IN IT GOD BLESS ALL WHO THEN WANT'S TO SAY,GOD GIVE'S ALL LIFE TO US
EVERY DAY;AMEN I PRAY. Joe.

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