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Never put off till tomorrow (by Joe DiMino)
I dont know of riddles
Only that living is
The most profound
Those tangled threads,
Woven by ourselves
And unseen
Pattern makers
.
We are guesses
At our best
And those space rocks that hit
Seldom long enough on the horizon
To make preparation matter
And prayer really acceptable
If the voice is
A Goal-of-Salvation
After the fact
Of love
.
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