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Water Being Cleaned

The ram died high On the snow covered Mountain, when the thaw Of spring came, it's Decaying body Contaminates The melting snow The waters flow Brings death in grip The farther It traveled The less germs And death Were there Clean (This is also a metaphor for sin. The farther we stay away from it the cleaner we stay. Of course, we can repent but the results lingers.)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Date: 8/12/2009 11:52:00 AM
Wow Sara what a bomb. You are rocking today. Love, Carol
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Date: 8/12/2009 11:09:00 AM
Super message in this poem Sara>>James
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