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Aug 2017
A man once said as other near him look in emerald envy.

To not try and climb a hill with out first having the wheels on board.

His fortune was near as the sky became clear.

Buy me a castle his sons ask of him he look at them in a wind mill turn glee.

Shall it be made of gold or ruby even  iron for your home should be strong.

They  look at him in honor for his accomplishments.
Written by
Timothy hill  Ny
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