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Jun 20
living right
conserving reason
for the faith that is in me.
Life's trials are trials, not finals.
- oh dare me say
I know there is no hell, hubris?, nay,
personal experience has not given the lie,
survived through the common use of faith,
stretched to cover reality,
up to very recently,
when you -just occurred as next reader of this///
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and I know my prayers are answered,
when I make up your mind,
hook it on an answer to find,
make up your mind
who won,
make up your mind
who won,

when Jesus, the man,
He done what he done
- or he lied, ask yourself
- if it were me, would I build a hell?
that's the chorus, c'mon sing along
when Jesus, the man, He done what he done

Hear me knock, my knock sounds true, they say
my sheep all know my voice,
and here come see I tell you true,
in the core of my house, at home
I occupy all my time.'
Ever learning is certainly better than hell.
Ever proving, by that,
ever loving curios urge to know the whole,
truth I was led to swear to tell allegiantly.

Yes, Luther was a liar, as all who claimed
Jesus invented cathedrals, to tear down in 3 days.

I know there is no hell,
and I know prayers are answered,
if you make up this mind so you know who won,

when Jesus, He done what he done

and the musing falsetto castratos
continue to humm,
He done what he done
you know
it coulda been different
and never coulda been as good as now.
it coulda been different
and never coulda been as good as now.
some how
owowowowowowo it echoes ever after,

did you ring hell's bells and laugh at the rubies,
more precious than gold,

as water in the desert,
to the sons of the pawns.
Ken Pepiton
Written by
Ken Pepiton  74/M/Pine Valley CA
(74/M/Pine Valley CA)   
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