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Messiah

they would have you believe you were too sacred to look under well-settled rocks pledging allegiance on streets like some hobos but I'm putting my faith in sages and mystics discussing afflictions burying little dead birds when they come along

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Tom Woody

Date: 10/2/2023 8:14:00 AM

Hmmm quite the hard one to decipher here. Especially that last line. Interesting poetry Clive

Tom Woody
Date: 10/2/2023 1:15:00 PM

I'm sorry to hear that. None of us can save ourselves from death, or even from the common cold. I believe the Messiah has come and will yet come again. Watch for it...

Clive Culverhouse
Date: 10/2/2023 8:24:00 AM

Yes, I thought I'd probably be better off taking things into my own hands, listening of course to those wiser, but basically not waiting for something bigger than me to come along.