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I think we need your help Lord God;
Fairly sure we do,
Sure as feet upon the sod,
Sure as coins be few,
We must concede the modern day is dim and dark, unclear,
For limits seem so far away, while close at hand is fear.
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I think we need your help Lord God;
Fairly sure we do,
Sure as feet upon the sod,
Sure as coins be few,
We must concede the modern day is dim and dark, unclear,
For limits seem so far away, while close at hand is fear.
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A rhupunt A modern place that maintains grace a safer place for all who come The airplanes fly the city...
. Slivered Moon Slivered moon on slippers slides Across the skies on silver tides, Draping cobwebs over trees And coaxing...
Paul, thank you! - JG
Roy, I am honored and humbled. Thank you. - JG
tin basin at night moonlight quivers on the wash hands wait in the dark ~~~ soft belly of spring gold-threaded…
Joe is right. As it stands, the sentence is run-on.
Exquisite diction, superb control of meter, and a resonant theme. Who could ask for more?
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