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Jan 2019
I wondered about, wondering -

and then,

I wondered some more -

Is death, death -

Or is death, birth -

Do birds fly only because they have wings -

Or do birds fly because Jesus is beneath their wings, or both-

Is tomorrow the first of never -

Or is tomorrow the first of forever -

Do words slay giants like a keen sword -

Or are words as mighty as the pen that brings them to life -

Or the mind that never stops wondering about them -

I wonder -

And, I will never
stop wondering -
Written by
The Concrete Poet  M
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   Joey
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