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Heaven Out Here (Free verse) by wilco

Floating around this rivers' bend, I believe I've found the meaning of life; To enjoy what God has put on Earth, and never waste a second chance. The sun is beating on my aching back, and flesh, slowly turning pink. A cooler full of ice-cold beer, and blue skies as far as the eye can see. The thunderstorm slowly moving in to remind me that I'm mortal, when I'm feeling as if I'll live forever; Floating around this rivers' bend.

zodiac 3-Jun-04/7:34 PM
9 "When anyone has an infectious skin disease, he must be brought to the priest. 10 The priest is to examine him, and if there is a white swelling in the skin that has turned the hair white and if there is raw flesh in the swelling, 11 it is a chronic skin disease and the priest shall pronounce him unclean. He is not to put him in isolation, because he is already unclean.




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