Poetry

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WHEN SLEEP DESCENDS INTO ONES OWN DREAMLAND,WITH EYES THAT SEE,ANDEARS
THAT HEAR VOICE IS SILENT IN STILLNESS RARE,QUIET NO NEED FOR WORDS
REPLYIS IT TIME'S LAY BY,IF DREAMS ARE ONLY A SLEEP AWAY NO ENDLESS
NIGHT JUST A DAY'S PAST LIGHT,GOD'S GRACE BECOMES A LIFE'S OWN PLACE
WHILE WE BE LIVING HERE IN SPACE,EARTHLY SIGNS FOR OUR FINITE MINDS
IN AN HOURLY DAY GOD'S GRACE NO FAR AWAY,NIGHT AWAIT'S FOR ALL PERHAPS
THIS WAY WE MAY HEAR GOD'S CALL,WHEN A DREAM IS REAL SHOULD WE KNOW
WHY'S ALL AMEN WILL RECALL THE GOOD LORD KNOW'S ALL.
JOE.

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