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Aug 2016
For when you have lost it all
And all that's been found
has been toward the freedom
in mind and in time
without which even when it's divine
it's done just to be in line
with it all in play

What's there to see again
on that stage then
when it was all said to begin
and then heaven ended it
only to have it ne'er again

What more can one take
when simple things displace
what it means
Written by
Joel Johnson  Connecticut
(Connecticut)   
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