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Jan 2020
Sometimes late at night
when the kids have gone to bed
as the nightly fire turns to burnt embers
I put down my bible
glance out my frosted window
to the snow covered peaks painted green
by the dancing lights above
and thank God
ymmiJ
Written by
ymmiJ  M/Anchorage
(M/Anchorage)   
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