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The End Day

At the day of tribulations' Reckless deeds and end Of time Your consternation Beguiles' me And is relative to me Fore The Lord is He Yet, The maker of mammon Hath made his bound Of inequity Amidst The trove and treasure Of the unholy Which the unholy of thee Shall never resist Gary Fields Poet Author (Rev. NOV2013)

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