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Spent time enough upon this road
to know the things I think are gold
don't give a hoot bout wealth or fame
if you're famous and made a name
My life's simple have my own dreams
my own pursuits and my own leans
but these are those that let me see
what lies in you your own beauty
I understand what you've been through
though life's unique but similar too
you own your joy as I do mine
its ups and downs the unsublime
I've experienced life and all it's dirt
our ecstasies of all our hurt
foolish man said I crossed the line
I wasn't worth his thought or time
Forgive me now should I not see
all the meaning your life needs be
sometimes I'm bound in my own thought
to remember what life has taught
That I glory in what is you
individuality it's what we do
I've shed my tears and held your hand
same under stars the same earth stand
COPYRIGHT © 2013 C Michael Miller
via Duboff Law Group LLC
Psalm 62
9 Surely the lowborn are but a breath,
the highborn are but a lie.
If weighed on a balance, they are nothing;
together they are only a breath.
10 Do not trust in extortion
or put vain hope in stolen goods;
though your riches increase,
do not set your heart on them.
11 One thing God has spoken,
two things I have heard:
“Power belongs to you, God,
12 and with you, Lord, is unfailing love”
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