Reapers

No beginning; no ending;No seekers; no finders

                                   No loser; no finders; No darkness; no light

                                   No light; no life; No test; no testimony

                                   No work; no money;No bees; no honey

                                  No sowing; no reaping; No seed; no crop

                                  No vines; no wines; No crop; no grain

                                  No clouds; no rain; No harvest; no breakfast

                                  No pain; no gain; No thorns; no roses

                                  No pitch; no hit; No downs; no ups

                                  No till and toil; No fertile soil
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Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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