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Morning Thoughts


The low whisper of my ticking clock

Is a vital reminder I am alive

Without even looking at its hands

I know I am aging where I stand

Each one of us has an expiration date

Under Gods heaven... it is our fate

One day the shepherd will gather his flock

Redemption... I strive... in his Holy sight

Just for the love of it

By gentlewind

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