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Zero Hour

A decision had to be made Would he be in on the mission or not Weighing the risks versus the possible rewards Peril at every twist and turn, the path was fraught Zero hour fast approached, but he was torn Many had bitten the dust, he was warned Yet others did not merely survive They swore to a man that they were reborn At the last possible second, he exclaimed, I’m in ~ "God protect our holy love, keep us from sin”

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Date: 8/4/2025 9:43:00 PM
Yeah! God got another one! Nice poem, Gershon. Thanks for sharing your poetry with us today. Bill eah! God got another one! Nice poem, Gershon. Thanks for sharing your poetry with us today. Bill p.s. re-read this one, it deserves a FAV!
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