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His Woes In Hues

An artist at his worst Never recognized at his best Drew of his sunrises until The sun begins to set. Painted his oceans blue Only to have others taint Them with rue, Alas, scribbled his thoughts Of incomprensible grey, In a bright deceitful array.

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Beata Agustin

Date: 12/16/2024 5:35:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Date: 2/7/2020 8:27:00 AM

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