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When I Get Old

When I get old I will attain a clean heart of gold as wise as that of King Solomon until I turn the ripe old age of one hundred years old I will pattern my life after that of Lady Wisdom instead of that of Lady Folly which I had followed in my youth subscribing lessons from my lifetime and writings I would of left behind into the hands of my descendents like a baton in a relay race When I get old my heart will forsake the desire and comforts of the earthly pleasures I had aspired for in my youth because these such things will become nothing but frivolity but an adventure of spending my days walking with the Lord on the sand and ocean waves and sports fishing on my boat until my name is called upon by our divine Father above for my earthly departure

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