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The Cantebury Tale

I HAD A DREAM ABOUT HOW THE WORLD WOULD END NOTHING THAT THE GREAT gods Of GREECE MAY DEFEND TRUMPETS FROM THE HEAVENS HAD WARNED US TO REPENT BUT THE LORD'S VOICE TO SINNERS IS SIMPLY LIGHTNING THAT MEN DETEST I LISTEN TO THE RAIN AS I WATCH IT POUR EACH DROP TELLS A TALE AS I OPEN THE DOOR LETTERS FROM THE ENGINEER OF LIFE AND TIME ENCRYPTED WITH NAMES YOURS AND MINE I AM NO PROPHET I MAY BE A LIAR BUT SUNNY DAYS AND CLEAR SKIES I DO DESIRE NO MAN CAN WALK OUT HIS STORY AND RETIRE AND IF MY WORDS CAUSE GRIEF TURN THE PAGE OR SET IT ON FIRE THIS IS NO POEM BUT A MILD TEMPERED LETTER THAT COMETH FROM A POET BUT YOU AND I KNOW BETTER... IF YOU BELIEVE IN JEHOVAH THEN SET HIGHER GOALS HAVE FAITH IN HEAVEN AND HOLD ON TO YOUR SOULS

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Date: 1/19/2016 8:09:00 PM
PAXTON SETOU THE BARD OF NORTH WEST,, I really enjoyed this poem thanks for sharing **SKAT**
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