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Wanderers

We wander and wander Wander as if we had no wits Wander, wander, wander Looking for butts and tits.

The Lord is above looking, Calling us up to Him. But we look down And all around

Searching for sights and feeling. The world is bare! Avoid the snare Of searching and tasting and seeing.

Being in Him who hung And fell to death for all Is the way to rise and fly Never no never to die.

0709 (five minutes) on 26 Feb., 2020

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