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Thumb of Fate

I am worn out Through these careless Thumbs of fate Legs were weighed in Sand that is damp As the waves Start a war On the sling
Written: July 07, 2022

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Date: 7/8/2022 5:53:00 AM
Age and fate will do that every time. keep hope my friend.
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Date: 7/8/2022 1:15:00 AM
Negative fate do wear us out, but with God's help we survive.
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