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Human Side Of Creation

Man can be measure Not from head to feet But from neck to head. The moment of truth Comes not in times of comfort But in discomfort. Outward she looks weak Delicate and fragile outside Inside treat like hen. Where's heart is human Where's love is godly confine Made His creation.

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