Written on March 27, 2025
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while the stars gentle glow melts away my fears there is a sense of hope despite the worst tears the joy of each sunrise echoes through my soul soothing the last ache that the darkness stole while the breathless prayers are spoken humbly there is a shadow of despair who blows numbly remembering the day before I knew God is love blessings poured down to me from heaven above
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