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Blue Spruce
. * Christmas Trees Their silvery-blue scented needles fragrance and permeate freshness. Billions of years preceding The Christ, trees naturalized. Six to eight centuries of living. Oh, Spruce with perfect shape. See how people steal your life in your prime. Little trees die. You will never grow to live life to fullness? Man must look around and think! before cutting young blue spruce down. If tree life abounds, all life thrives. God made tree genes before Adam formed from the dust. Replenish! Man must understand to survive! The Colorado Rockies and the Utah timberlands displayed splendid sights. BEFORE thousands, of strong trees were chopped to the ground. Each year, across God's lands around the world mankind celebrates Jesus Christ's birth. Spruce trees face a familiar plight. Guiltless, they are crucified, chopped down. have perfect lives stripped from the earth. Two feet. Four feet. Six feet. And more. Cut down in their prime. Meanwhile man makes a few dimes. I guess folks just don't realize, as trees stand decorated on their floors, Potential dies. No chance to grow twenty-five feet wide, thriving on God's rich land. No Chance to be a hundred and fifteen feet of blue tinted magnificence with a pretty pointed top reaching up to God
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