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Jun 2020
Lent a thrown
Kiss...
Mighty mention in a form, to own
A herald of since, and again, this

So sweet, the verses of a bible
Lore among sincerity, a covenant of also
And meticulous keep, to explain liable
The rise and fall of life, to principle's of though...

Those and the caring in future's of spirit
We call upon and claim, is a world to reserve
A strength for the coming hour, to hope and whit's
Adding but the meant, for meaning a new ideal, worth...?

Society at large, a health to remind us
The mercy in a stare of a lifetime
Is still with us, the composure of courtesy to a discussion
That has the day like the all of us, where there is call, there is trying

Let one more time, and with a voice
The arbitrary and the meager, to save a creation
That has chosen paradise, as well enough alone, loyalty
To become the still thriving and bared decision, of our cares intuition...

What would a stranger say, if a callous heed became a forces unity?
Like the rainbow of yore, time is an issue to overwhelm the could
With a greater cause than the collapse of love, into notion's duty
See the senses play amid power's and prayers, and we are the first of many, to see the good...
Written by
David Hilburn  55/M/Soldotna, Alaska
(55/M/Soldotna, Alaska)   
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