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Jot And Tittle
I had to trade another jot,
I had to sell a tittle.
I had to cuz they told me that
I had to give a little.
I had to sit and wonder at
the setting of the sun,
what giving just a little costs
when all is said and done.
Wednesday 21st February 2024 3:04 am
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