That one's clock just winds down is my vote for time's end,
Though to run out your clock sounds like you have a choice,
Or that ego's involved, judgment's rushed, Grace came late.
But time's arrow is no oxymoron, my friend.
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winds down with votes of time. Wind blows with God's command. We feel and see his grace. Everything we feel wonderful ever. This poem is very interestingly and excellently penned.10
Let me live in God's mercy or die in His flood! /// loyal devotion; superb expression the faith/// faith is the inherent confidence where mystically God's power live those who believe it strongly