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SPOTLIGHT the media circus has begun the grins bloviated like Seussical cats i swear they are jumping up and down exercising their cataracts and bulbs they wouldn’t want to miss out on one verbose moment the unholy lack of humbleness will trip a wire fling the media into what they aspire but God looks elsewhere for fame remember the dame who put her red cent unseen into the poor’s treasury God shone a huge spotlight where dust prevailed i bet that coin is in heaven’s museum above the King’s throne proud with buttons popping off in a frame with the lady’s name 11/13/2019

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Date: 11/15/2019 8:55:00 AM
This is beautiful.. What a lovely poem.
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 11/15/2019 9:25:00 AM
Thank you, Funom!
Date: 11/14/2019 7:10:00 AM
Awesome write. Love it. God bless you always, Love, Gina
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 11/14/2019 7:35:00 AM
Thank you, Regina!
Date: 11/14/2019 1:45:00 AM
Every giving is good, but the same giving can result different fruits. Great spotlight, Kim.
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 11/14/2019 7:35:00 AM
Thanks, Kurt!
Date: 11/14/2019 12:26:00 AM
"but God looks elsewhere for fame" - this is the turning point, that truly says what we know in our hearts, Kim.
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 11/14/2019 7:34:00 AM
Thank you, Caren!
Date: 11/13/2019 9:55:00 AM
A fun to read this morning, Kim.
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 11/13/2019 9:56:00 AM
Thank you, Line :)
Date: 11/13/2019 9:06:00 AM
Nicely put my friend. There is one above they cannot topple from the throne though it seems they won't stop trying.
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Kim Rodrigues
Date: 11/13/2019 9:09:00 AM
So true! There will be a day that comes that will be so sad for many who thumbed their nose at the King of kings. We live here such a short time. What seems monumental today is nothing. Be blessed, dear friend! I can’t say how much I enjoy having you back on Poetry Soup!

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