Measure a man by the years of his summary of other men,
And women,
And children,
And animals.
We are animals of people in nature among the masses of men and women.
We are a summary of a holiness,
And that is belonging to the Lord.
Our minds have to ruminate,
Have to puzzle
And must dream
Until the rooms cave in
And our souls take pain over other souls.
Souls need victory to keep on enlightening.
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