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Lie Puffing.

Leak from the old beak,

Promises that will seek,

One too many, will they ever meet?

Pinocchio  even turned flesh and meat.

Burn the lowly tip of thy stick,

Watch it ash bit by bit,

Don’t you see the rip?

Life puffs away at your lips,

It ends as quickly as it lits.


Truth is what He knows,

In Him we trust.


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