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Hard Times!

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These are hard times indeed
there are so many who do need

Even though ahead to the unholy past
I am true dead…present

On the Soul of the Stars
of Novembers Call end
on too… True winter

Being hobbled like
an old Asian Miss
worthy to bless the Queen

Reminded by the sound
of Asteroid coming
of mortal becoming

Hoping for Peace in that Life
for Sparing…become
the Father's Hand

Lost to the sadness of Grope
by they trying…yet
not of Godly plan

Sparing for Man by good
of Perry for Erie the Eye

Richness in Iran be Holy pride
Yet by the sorrows of they lost
from the Sincere, to heavens above

I Do Pray Go to Heavens above
Geo…Geo fill your whole I'm Dead
Glory unto Great God
Unto High God…Live on

By Mictopyci Michael Pinger Yaw! 1/14/19

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