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GOD SPINS THE WHEEL.
When we begin our life, The wheel begins to spin, Sometimes it almost stops, Then starts once again. We are given another chance, Maybe, two or three. Perhaps a better person, We are expected then to be. We could help the world, In one way or another, Spread a little love, Call all, a sister or a brother. If the time comes to you, When the wheel begins to slow, It’s happened more than once to me, I wanted you to know. There is but one power, That causes the wheel to turn. I hope it turns for me until A better place I earn. God is my power and ‘Tis He that spins my wheel. If you hear that it stopped, Pray I fulfilled our deal. Monty
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