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AS I LAY IN SLUMBER.
I OFTEN DREAM AND WONDER. WE
SHOULD ALL BE MORE HUMBLE.
WHAT LIFE WILL BE LIKE OVER YONDER.
THE
WORLD IS BALLED UP IN A BUNDLE, WHO WILL UNTANGLE ALL THAT ASUNDER.
AMISS ALL THE LIGHTING AND THUNDER. ARE WE JUST GOING TO SIT AND
PONDER.
WHILE THE WORLD IS PULLED UNDER.
Copyright © Clarence Henderson | Year Posted 2011
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