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Reminders of the King

Oh vain man who casts his will do not you know that all plans laid with hope to control the flow of spill molded the breath who universe has made Know you not that time and chance the one who has formed your clay can be changed upon his glance has allowed you to have your way Bright hope is man with Plan and like scroll his plan is written down but He can spoil what thinks in hand and take away thy hoped for crown One hopes for toil to earn it's pay with justice the scales to be fair but grasping men seem to get their way and have penciled more than is their share In a book so written by a king the vanity of man within is written down in thought did he examine everything and for all the resting place is ground That to undertake a task you do with soul and take joy within the charms of wife to keep his law with heart thats whole for this the vanity of your life Ecclesiastes COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller via Duboff Law Group LLC

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