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The holiness is here under the trees in the space that yearns for stars in the leaf mold beneath the snow in the low flung fog rising toward the day when the Sun returns to kindle our need ` to birth us again. We are the seed.

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Date: 2/9/2019 9:11:00 AM
Somewhere close or away far, Want to be a bright rising star; God created, And celebrated; On Jesus we still see His scar.
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Date: 2/6/2019 2:20:00 PM
Very nicely written!
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