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A seed is a marvel thing,
If to life we want to cling. We plant not knowing to bring, To the harvest much after the spring. We watch as a new thing grows, Both up and down from the toe's. We wonder as know one knows, The Lord only shows. For a life is not of un-sown, But of the seed planted yet grown ! Daniel |
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