Two divinely attached partners
peered out of their prison bars
one saw smelly mud
and the other
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Very intriguing poem. It's certainly true that when we look heavenward, we see different sights than when we look down. I have a friend that once found several coins the same day, so now he rarely looks up as he walks along. What a pity!
for the love of money, miss all this? ? ? Ha ha ha thanks, made my day he can all my money, I just want to LIVE in all this madness!
A divine message. Thank you.