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Man

MAN Man is a half-finished creature, Unlike a woman, complete in every way. He needs completion with another - Will cross oceans without delay, Confront all obstacles to get her, His other half so hidden away. Left alone he starts to grow - Becomes a painter or sculptor Showing us all the skills we know; Or turns to breaking laws or Heinous acts so black and low He’d never get in heaven’s door. When he finds the half he’s lost His way ahead is clear and straight - Endless effort at lttle cost. To celebrate his entry in the gate, Wickedness to the winds is tossed: Now he’s a friend of fate. 22 March 2020

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