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The Pleasure

" Of being Measured "

The Pleasure

The pleasure,
of being measured in wealth and treasures,
To predict or to predicate,
a path to cross or to a stalemate,
If mercy in faith is seated in grace,
must a walk to every plain be explained ?

A heed to a divine cause is much more worthy,
than to submit to worldly glories,
After all, what are gifts,
in eyes longing to see if doubt is beliefs,
Is not the breath of life more treasured, 
than to seek and to find of all the worldʻs pleasures.

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Jac Tales

The Black Queen is the most powerful piece on the Chess board sometimes. Great Write.

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2 MUCH - 2 LOVE

Thank you,
Jac Fables,
I prefer the one in the light,
since they both are wearing black,

 

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