Poetry

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WHEN THE MIRROR FALLS HITS THE GROUND INTO TINY PIECES ARE NOW JUST
SPALLS,NOW PUT THEM IN A PLASTER CAST THEY ALL BE TO-GETHER WITH A
MINI PAST,DISPLAY THE CAST OUT IN THE SUN MANY RAINBOW'S ARE MORE THAN
ONE,ARE THERE SO MAY JUST LIKE I OR MAYBE YOU TOO,ARE WE ALL HOW OUR
VISIONS GREW,IN THE LAND OF THE LIVING WE ARE NOT GONE THOUGH ONE'S
LIFE MAY BE IN PIECES,IS THAT HOW OUR LIFE INCREASES GOD MAKE'S US ONE
AND WHILST ALIVE WE KEEP LIVING ON,UNLIKE A MIRROR SHATTERED BY GOD'S
GRACE ALONE WE HAVE ALWAYS MATTERED,MIRROR BROKEN ARE PIECES TOKEN,HAVE
OUR SOUL JUST SPOKEN,IN ETERNITY OUR LIFE IS NEVER BROKEN SO PRAY AMEN
UNTIL GOD WAKES US UP AGAIN.
Joe.

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