Poetry

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TIME WE KNOW CANNOT STAND STILL,IT COMES EACH DAY GOD DO IT WILL,
IT DO NOT DEPEND ON PROSE MAN WE KNOW MAY IT SUPPOSE,AN INVISABLE
ALLY WE ALL DEPEND ON IT AND ITS AN ACCEPTABLE TRUTH FOR THE OLD
AND YOUTH,SPEAK'S NOT A WORD REMAINS UNHEARD A VERY GOOD JOB IT
CANNOT VERBALISE,IT WOULD CERTAINLY OPEN OUR OWN TWO EYES ALWAYS
GIVING ITSELF AWAY,UNTIL OUR VERY,VERY LAST DAY OR NIGHT UNTIL GOD
SAYS REGAIN YOUR SIGHT,WITH YOUR SOUL SO BRIGHT TIME WAS YOUR TRIAL
FOR YOUR SHORT AWHILE,DID YOU MAKE IT WORTH THE HURT WAS MY LIFE
LIKE A MIXING BOWL,HUFF, AND PUFF OR A SCROLL WITH A ROLE THAT DID
MAKE ME ATONE,DID MY TIME LEAD ME TO MY OWN DETECTION,AM I NOW
AWAKE,HOPE SO FOR GOD'S SAKE HE DID HEAVEN MAKE.
Joe.

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