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Surrounded
by a multitude of
stars
moon never turns her
face
away from earth
ashamed
of her
dark side
Life happens
to you,
for you,
and
through you.
Gold
leaves
rustle
underfoot,
dropped
from parched
trees that can't
hold their stories
any
longer
The second step
is to pray
to God.
The first step
is to
believe
that he hears you.
Broken wings,
when made of
dreams,
can still
fly
Don't be overwhelmed by
loneliness,
for God is with you now
to hold you tight
This morning feels
beautiful
because you are
here
humming your sweet
melodies
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