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The dividends of man


Thus I utmost implore,
the equivocation of an unhinged door,
said in poetic form to be metered in verse,
a lesson learned by those subdued,
divine in his providence shall always be heard,
the calls of the birds a natures tool,
 to resent the offering of man's contour,
 from his confluence in evolution,
 advancing connoisseur,
 be at one with the creation of thy holy,
 could only succumb to wrong.
Written by Equivocater (Peculiarlad)
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