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The conundrum
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The conundrum |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla 
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The conundrum Of all effects to muddle man And weave his egos keep. Non do wring the final plan, Or even pose a peek. And the stars total much to much, The heavens know no bound. So the braille of sense and touch, Do cipher, sight and sound. Each of us a terminal port, A mutable of hope. A living life of seek and sort, With only dust to cope. And within the dust the goal, The gauze that filters the soul. |
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whiskey
since 1999-12-28
Posts 1278Australia |
This is great , I like it  |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Sy, And what would be the spirit's gauze Could be the why or just because Could be an unexpected new The fresh of early morning dew But who could know and who could guess The answer to life's restlessness We all would need a crystal ball To know God's plan if known at all Good poem "Classic Sy" Liz |
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Echo Rhayne Senior Member
since 1999-09-17
Posts 1495Canyon Country, CA |
Beautiful Sy!! ~*~ Hell is not a place of fire and a devil with a tail and horns. But a place of torment because the light of God is gone. To escape this, accept the blood of Jesus Christ! ~*~ |
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