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What I Have
I am a Have and a lot I've got,
Not as much as many but
More than those who have not.
Riches may come, they will go.
Does the weight of my estate trouble,
Bow me low?
If I gave it all away
Then to The Father began to pray
Would he find my prayers more sweet
Because I begged upon the street?
What I have is mine until its gone.
Given, taken, found, lost,
...Friday 5th July 2019 9:00 pm
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