PROFIT AND LOSS

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By Lynn Cowan

I COUNTED DOLLARS WHILE GOD COUNTED CROSSES; I COUNTED GAINS WHILE HE COUNTED LOSSES, I COUNTED MY WORTH BY THE THINGS; GAINED IN STORE, BUT HE SIZED ME UP BY THE SCARS THAT I BORE. I COUNTED HONORS AND SOUGHT FOR DEGREES; HE WEPT AS HE COUNTED THE HOURS, ON MY KNEES. AND I NEVER KNEW TIL ONE DAY AT A GRAVE; HOW VAIN ARE THESE THINGS THAT, WE SPEND IN LIFE TO SAVE.

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