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BY THE RIVERS EDGE Down by the river's edge I sit anxiously waiting for the sun to set knowing that the radiant beauty of the sky, with its purple,pink, and reddish hues, will soon be visible to the naked eye. As I sit and stare in peaceful awe, I can feel God tremendously close gently caressing my face in the form of the river's soothing wind bringing me peace from deep within. I can feel my troubles slowly fade miraculously being carried away with the ebb of the river's tide as its washing my troubled soul and once again restoring me whole. The sky has now turned a dark gray, and I rise to leave the river's edge turning to give a tranquil glance and whisper, thank you for making me feel renewed so I can face my morn anew.
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