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Many Skies
Skies are blue, Skies are gray, Skies are different, Every day. Some are cloudy, Some are clear. Some have beautiful sunsets, More than once a year. Some have beautiful stars, Dotting the entire sky. Some have colorful rainbows. And it makes you wonder why. Why people deny the existence of God, And go on about their way. Or, at least they deny him by their works, Each and every day. So why are there such beautiful things, For you and I to share. A God of love put them here, Simply because he cares.
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