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Flames form above the clouds. And I'm stuck here wondering How did I get so lucky? Despite the storm coming down, I'm blessed enough To find the sunset. How can I be ungrateful when the sun comes back every morning? And leaves me at night With its shining and cratered Lunar light.. What did I do to deserve this magnificence? 4/13/16
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Sep 9, 2016
Sep 9, 2016 at 2:20 PM UTC
Blessed
Flames form above the clouds. And I'm stuck here wondering How did I get so lucky? Despite the storm coming down, I'm blessed enough To find the sunset. How can I be ungrateful when the sun comes back every morning? And leaves me at night With its shining and cratered Lunar light.. What did I do to deserve this magnificence? 4/13/16
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Denver, CO
Sep 9, 2016
Sep 9, 2016 at 2:20 PM UTC
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