Wems Henry Temmy Psalm 61
Open is the March's puzzles
Yet, man just don't have mouth guzzles
More than enough but no need for muzzles
Without gaze(s), He knows what is to come
Either one opens his mouth or mind, He is never dumb
He understands every other time demands' plum
Long fixed look
Reading through M's book
See not what His eyes would unhook
With Thy fixed eyes
The wants that arise
Simply obey with how time flies
Your eyes connect closely
Traveling smiles smoking miles grossly
The destination of hearts praying mostly
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