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Incognito

Incognito Written: by Miracle Man 11-30-2019 Sometimes we do things, which we keep concealed. But if we tell one person, our planted seed’s revealed. Perhaps our seed planting, wasn’t intended for our glory. But once out, replies to questions, seems to become obligatory. A planted seed for a harvest, that so many do aspire. But small town gossip spreads faster, than a summer prairie fire. Each time a story’s told, something will always vary. Causing some to think they, should have been the beneficiary. This God seed was planted, without any undo stress. A way of showing our thanks, for the times God has blessed.

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Date: 12/1/2019 5:18:00 PM
Hello Tom Wright, I do agree. Have a nice evening my friend.
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Date: 12/1/2019 5:10:00 PM
Hi Tom what a nice poem. I live in Nebraska thats all that is here is farming. Thanks for sharing
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