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EACH SECOND WE LIVE SHOULD REMINDCaring this heavy load now wondering where to go...visit a place i call paradise to drop all that i now hold. Times a vertue so i am told...nobody really counts each second they live as though its worth a pot of gold. Lord Jesus bless us all for we sometimes do not know...the gift of life requires a prescious memory to leave behind. As i speak these words to say whats on my mind i will count each second and minute i live to let it remind. Our golden gift of life we live shall endure with praise to you at all times. So from now on Lord i want you to know...i have enjoyed coming to you in prayer to remind me where i can come to lighten all my heavy loads. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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