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The Handy Work of God

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The Handy Work of God David J Walker I call them my flowers as if They were really mine As if I really Owned the earth as if I could Make the sun shine as if could call down the rain as if I could refrain the storms angry hailstones As if I were anything more Than the gardener Admiring the handy work of God

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