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Apr 18
When Jesus talks, I listen to his words,
Which always, make me think,
Usually when I’m alone, they can arrive,
At any moment, as quick as an eye wink.
Not answers, to make the world perfect,
God gave us that gift years ago, humans,
Are not the best caretaker’s, perfect, is not,
The choice word for many, just look behold.
When Jesus was born, from the shining of a bright star,
Kings arrived, on camels with gifts, even gold, they believed!
Why was evil permitted to take over, to deceive, today,
Not much sharing, those with wealth use it to control,
Always talk of wars, more ways to ****, from evil minds,
God could dismiss those, and their dangerous toys,
At any moment in time.

The Original: Tom Maxwell © 2/7/2025 A.D.
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The Original Tom Maxwell  66/M/Junction City, Ill
(66/M/Junction City, Ill)   
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