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Jul 2015
This the knowledge
I've succumb to as I reach old age
The wisdom I've gathered
Is pointless if carried
With declaration of being a sage
Sooner of later
Time will have control
The best remedy I have
Is prayer to
The Master for my soul

*JEREMIAH 33:3 'Call to me and I answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know.'
WendyStarry Eyes
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