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Apr 2014
Please open the Book Lord
My times almost done
I must read more of
The Father  The Son,

Please turn the pages
and let me read on
Let me savor the words
Before I am gone,

Please turn them gently
The pages are worn
I've read them so much
The corners are torn,

Just one more page Lord
So I can recall
The Beautiful words that
you gave us all.
I turned inward for a few minutes here and this is what was there.
Paula Lee
Written by
Paula Lee  Indiana
(Indiana)   
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       ---, Timothy, Nomad and ajit peter
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