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THERE WAS A BIT OF HOPE TODAY
CLOUDY AND GREY ALL OVER THOUGH IT WAS A FRESH SPRIG OF GREEN PUSHED PAST THE CLAY SPRING BREATH SURGING THROUGH WINTER GAUZE CLOUDY AND GREY ALL OVER THOUGH IT WAS MY HANDS TOUCHED THE EARTH, CARESSING EACH ROUGH SOD SPRING BREATH SURGING THROUGH WINTER GAUZE JASMINE, TOMATOES, LIVESTOCK FODDER, GIFTS ALL FROM OUR GOD RENEWALS OF GROWTH, EARNEST PRAYER FOR RAIN MY HANDS TOUCHED THE EARTH, CARESSING EACH ROUGH SOD BLESSINGS OF UNMATCHED BOUNTY, PROMISES WITH EACH GRAIN JASMINE, TOMATOES, LIVESTOCK FODDER, GIFTS ALL FROM OUR GOD MY HANDS TOUCHED THE EARTH, CARESSING EACH ROUGH SOD A FRESH SPRIG OF GREEN PUSHED PAST THE CLAY JASMINE, TOMATOES, LIVESTOCK FODDER, GIFTS ALL FROM OUR GOD (lizdelaney2009@yahoo.com)
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