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5-29-20

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But I have Jesus to thank 

In that I begin to ask myself 

And to long winds and I answer by saying 

I might as well 

For the sweet bye and by 

I miss my girls for a hit on the hence 

We call "memory" 

In stages of chance whereabout unbelief 

As to doubt is mass 

Where today  is another sabbath 

And I already put in my work 

All to river past my birthday 

No such concealing 

To behold a sign 

Now that I'm no longer cold 

All for the words to the verses 

And morning birds of cudgel among porters 

And for myself.....