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Good Morning America

Good morning America. Today, July 4, 2025, I looked out of my front window, and at 6AM saw a most beautiful sky. Locked into this eastern canopy was a very eye-catching coloration, reminding me of the colors of the American flag. Yes, America, like our flag, it was red, white, and blue. No, there were no stars and strips, but I could not help but think heavily of you. The grounds were lased with green grasses, and crops of grain were heavily covered with dew. But the eastern sky was very distinctly red, white, and blue. America, this was a first for me in that I had never seen such canopy colors and gave honoring thoughts of you at the same time. It was indeed a momentous experience for me. And so, America, I close by saying, my heart and thoughts are whispering warm prayers for you on this 4th of July.

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